Tuesday, January 4, 2011


Every day when I sit down to write, I try to stay true to myself the only one I'm accountable for in every word I pen. Yet there are times when I'd look at words and see only empty spaces. I know it is not a writer's block. Rather it is the ebb and flow during an act of creativity. I don't need to 'squeeze the peel of the little oranges into the edge of the flame and watch the sputter of blue that they made.' [Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast] But I know that 'in a day when you don't come across any problems, you can be sure that you are traveling in a wrong path.' [Swami Vivekananda]