The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things……..
I never learned that whole poem. In fact I think I only knew that part from a movie (Harriet the Spy), but somehow I find myself quoting that whenever I am about to make a big decision. I talk to myself about many things all the time, in fact I think all writers do. I find myself formulating an undisputable argument as to why I am deciding to do whatever it is I have decided to do. Like now, I’m sitting here trying to convince myself that it’s ok to write a new story. There’s no reason why I shouldn’t, I think of new stories all the time…..in fact I have so many new stories that I have yet to complete one hahaha. So the time has come, my conscious says, to finish many things……like poems and verses and songs you never sing….