Fragments, Starts & Odds/EndsOnce, I was told by a by a writing instructor that if I could only write in fragments, I should write in fragments. It was good advice. I never really finished anything I began during that time period, but I've become attached to these tiny bits of scratching that take up odd space in my journals. / ... / Certainty, like invocation of the spirits of thunder, gather in my eyes, my voice, in the purpose of my movement. Economical, efficient, effective motion will prove my intent where my heart fails. Only the stilled wind would guess my fear, my timorous uncertainty. You would not. You must not
