Sunday, April 20, 2008

Shit

I keep reading shit. It is unintentional, I don't seek it out. I read it and think, that's toss. 

It will be the winner of a very well respected competition, or a piece published in a literary magazine, or a book published to critical acclaim, and I always want it to be good. I want to be amazed, and moved, I want to read work that resonates. I want there to be greatness. But there isn't. It's shit. Average at best.

I write, and I want to wrench words from my soul and type them, communicate. I try, and that too is shit. It's all shit.

4 comments:

Jim Murdoch said...

Well, you know what they say in Yorkshire: Where there's muck there's brass.

Sara said...

:)

Kerry said...

Or what they say down south - you've got to rummage for the rubies in the shit....maybe it's just me who says that. And actually, seeing it written, what the F does that even mean?...an why will I write shit but not F?...sorry, not very helpful at all actually!

Sara said...

Again I grin!

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