This is my world! MY WORLD! ~ Hugo Weaving; The Matrix - Revolutions
The Attic
So often is the virgin sheet of paper more real than what one has to say, and so often one regrets having marred it. ~ Harold Acton, Memoirs of an Aesthete, 1948
I have a lot of- shall we say junk rattling around my ole' noggin'. Sometimes that junk in my head turns to junk on paper. Eventually, as this thing I like to call my writing skill improves, an old muse comes a knockin' and demands personal time. When that happens, I am forced to rehash the old. But, being the packrack that I am, I cannot let go of the old. So, I push boxes of old memories here, in the attic- Enter at your own risk!
