Demiurgic

It’s always nice when the weather matches your mood, isn’t it? Like this morning for example. After a fairly lousy weekend I wake up on Monday morning with a typical case of Monday morning blues to find that it’s cold, wet, horrible and I have a hole in the bottom of my shoe. As I stood in a puddle waiting for my lift and wondered why my foot was getting very cold and very wet I took a long drag from my cigarette, looked up at the incoming rain and thought “Ah, it must be Monday.”

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I’ve never really been any good at beginnings, which as a writer is a terrible affliction. Once I get going I’m usually unstoppable (ask my long suffering fiancée). But beginnings have always stumped me, to the point where a lot of projects that I have attempted to begin haven’t begun because I haven’t figured out how to begin them.

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