A week goes by. A year

The thing about writing is – I reckon – that it requires a lot of space where you don’t write. You think about nothing or one very small part of a poem you aren’t happy with. Hours go by, days go by. You put on a CD. You read half a book. You walk into the next room and forget why you did. You walk back. A week goes by. A year. Then you join the French Foreign Legion.

—In an email from James Brown

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One Response to A week goes by. A year

  1. Yes, except he’s got it the wrong way around. It should start, “Then you join the French Foreign Legion. A year. A week goes by. You walk back [etc]”

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