W.T.M.B.a.w.c.k. EXCERPTS #7-12

Pursuit is a compelling mind-set; one could pursue tangible objects, distant destinations, monetary sums, or any number of other desirous attractions...a fantastic spread of delectable foods.

My own pursuit is in chase of those wonderful IDEAS floating the unconscious ether.  I care to map the inner worlds, qualities of dreams, nightmares, from the silence and into descriptive illumination.

I have always been attracted to the idea I would eventually render a body-of-work that only I was "meant to render in just that way."  There is something undying about a note-perfect or chaotically beautiful rendition from the stuff of dreams.  Immortality may be found in a book which captures some marvelous visions, universal truths, or honest feelings about being alive...since we're here. One may as well have their own unique "say."  Ernest Hemingway published his first novel, "The Sun Also Rises," over eighty years ago, and long after his passing, that vintage volume of thought he cared to write, sits on my bookshelf.

I wish to express myself through writing to other thinking, dreaming minds, sharing what storms and streams about inside my imagination.  Since I was a child, I have understood this desire.  Through all those winding, challenging branches in the random road, this guiding light has never left me.

I never forget to appreciate that I have this choice at all, because one day I will cease breathing, in this form, anyway. Why not ensure that those time-lost moments of experience were actually definitive catalysts in discovering what compels me most? Writing has always been a prime impulse in me, and these works I am preparing to share, have surrounded me as building blocks mounting with purpose.

A Life lived, is connection to creative choices, consciously realized.

The following:  a second set of excerpts from my novel-in-progress that I pursue out of Faith & Love...

EXCERPT #7:
"I have to remember I am now by my own choosing, inside a part of the journey that is traveled alone."

EXCERPT #8:
"As leaves twirled down, golden moments dying, new beginnings strolled beneath the undressing branches."

EXCERPT #9:
"On the cusp of something-great-is-about-to-happen...the spinning world conspired with snafus yet to contend."

EXCERPT #10:
"I step off the bus into black-out nowhere, and push on the night-shop door that tinkles as I enter."

EXCERPT #11:
"Though I still wear this old costume, I hurtle the sprawling, shifting geometry to another arena entirely."

EXCERPT #12:
"Naked emotional truth strikes without language, a transporting wave. Gratefulness...the one idea that rises."