You know it's written right – because after you've written it, you feel empty and you've got nothing left... and you've got to go out in the world and live a little, to refill the empty gas tank. If it isn't empty, and your engine is still sputtering along – than you haven't done it right. When you've done it right – it's like laying on your back in the middle of a wet sheet, to catch your breath after fantastic sex. And I think that's true of most good writing, be it prose or poetry.
You know it's written right –
You know it's written right – because after you've written it, you feel empty and you've got nothing left... and you've got to go out in the world and live a little, to refill the empty gas tank. If it isn't empty, and your engine is still sputtering along – than you haven't done it right. When you've done it right – it's like laying on your back in the middle of a wet sheet, to catch your breath after fantastic sex. And I think that's true of most good writing, be it prose or poetry.
Well , spin
I cant very well argue
With that. ; )