I love writing because I'm in command.
It's a messy world out there and I
control practically none of it. I do control the marks on the page,
though, don't I?
I don't control my subconscious or the
collective unconscious which work together through me. Nor do I, in
fact, control the words themselves. Not really. They spill forward
like they came into life somewhere between my eyes and my brain.
The rules of grammar and syntax dictate
some of my sayings, as does my whole educational background. All the
teachers I had lean over my shoulder. Each one has their say in what
word comes next.
But I'm the CEO, COO, or maybe MD. I'm
one of those suit-and-tie acronyms that's actually pronounced Fuck
You. I'm in charge here and you're not.
But as I look around, it starts dawning
on me that the only actual decision I make is to sit down and let the
Writing do its thing through me.
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