Finding time for creative endeavors has always been something that I’ve struggled with. Between work, study, family, friends, partners etc. it can be difficult to find time to get away and sit quietly for an hour or two, or more, and work on whatever it is that requires my attention. Then there’s the issue of guilt. Am I spending too much time trying to get away from people, when I should be spending that time with them, and patiently putting the writing to one side while I wait for the right time?
And how am I supposed to know,
Of just how sweet this fruit should grow?
The fruit that takes the spiked and sheltered
Branch above my head.
The simple fact is, I should not.
For in this field where they be got,
The only thoughts permitted are
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