How many writers do you think have been hypnotized by a blinking cursor on their computer? Why, I suspect it’s in the hundreds, thousands, millions, perhaps. That blinking cursor sits on my machine like a word at the end of my tongue. A word that is about to spill from my mouth, and my mouth says, ah, ah, ah, and nothing comes of it. It’s right there. And so is the blinking cursor. The word at the end of my fingertips that will just not come out. Actually, there are too many words. I’ve just not sorted them out yet.
Stay thirsty, my friends.
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