Sensing other matters as priority, tucked back into the literary corner. Not to work something out, clear thoughts, or provide any therapy to the situation. No, more of an indulgent, and indignant, acting upon an opportunity of time. This word habit, this tapping, this quiet paragraph.
Round the edges smooth, level the scene. Go sharp and quick, the structure should be respected. Early on, especially. Abstractions come from it, not the other way around. Keep the beat. Seperate truth from speculation, distinctly. Imagination and style. Facts and a few figures. Quotes.
The candle, the lamp, the sun. Light the way. Glow. Digital documentation and cloudy archives. A place to write. Know when to break. Feel it. An unfinished something. Will never write the last word. Or the loveliest word. Or the most true word. That is left to others. At another time.