Good Narrative Principles

How Does It Go Again?


How does this go again?

You sit and narrate the thoughts going on in your head. How odd.

Blah blah blah.

And then you’re dead.

But now, today, right here, I am alive.

Alive the same way that mummies once were

Running through the grass (or sand most likely)

Seeing a pretty girl (or boy) and getting hard with desire

Does that mean I was a boy in my Egyptian life?

It’s snowing now.

So quiet.


(if I let it)

The “this is what I should be doing” noise is banging the teapots in the background

Not easy to shut it up

Deep unease


Go back and meditate

Find the cool slip stream of honesty and ride it on the page



Why not?

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