tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17571725.post254130991140666610..comments2023-04-27T12:37:08.879+00:00Comments on a longing for the impossible: writing between the linesjemhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181038873568527264noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17571725.post-20147464497855195922012-06-09T15:25:08.840+00:002012-06-09T15:25:08.840+00:00I think that being an artist of whatever medium in...I think that being an artist of whatever medium involves far more than the tangible act of putting pen to paper. Surely someone who doesn't write as much as they want to but thinks and feels it all the time is still deep down and authentically a writer.jo :: feather and threadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04767443254492713038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17571725.post-35310917696467437512012-05-16T14:45:19.287+00:002012-05-16T14:45:19.287+00:00I'm re reading your final paragraph here and i...I'm re reading your final paragraph here and it looks to me like you already made a start. They are such lovely lines. Possibly the start of something that emerges in stages, scene by scene.......I'm in a bit of a writing frenzy at the moment, down side being not enough reading time and being pretty worn out. And I'm just remembering that the new Granta is sitting unread on top of the previous Granta which contains that piece by John Barth.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11878102599430407759noreply@blogger.com