She sat down at the desk, an old desk that had belonged to her grandfather after it was made by his grandfather, by hand, in the workshed that used to stand out behind the barn. The barn was gone now, all the grandfathers before grandfathers before grandfathers having preceded the barn into the emptiness that exists when someone or something leaves this world to go on to something else. But the desk, stolid, stood.
Outside, the last few leaves of fall sat lifeless in the road, driven there by nightwinds that had whipped the trees against the roof and awakened her, early, a fog that did not quite reach to the ground matching the fog in her mind that did not quite reach to her mouth.
"Today," she thought.
"Today, I will write."
She sipped coffee, and it burnt her tongue just the right way, the way it had the first time she ever tasted coffee, 9 years old, her mother offering the cup to her on a morning not so different from this one.
"Today," she said aloud. "Today, and every day, I will write."
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OK, so this was an ad -- but a good one, right? Maybe think about buying that mug. But more importantly,
this week, I read a post from a writer who was very desperately trying to convince people they should not write or publish as often as they would like to do so.
I did not like that advice, and I wrote a rebuttal to it; you can find it by clicking this link, and I thought it appropriate to mention in that rebuttal Kerouac's advice for writers, which is what gave me the idea for making this mug.
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