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Fortitude

 
My world halts all that was is and will be combine. Fantasies of self-imposed solitude inundate my existence. Standing amongst those I love pondering the rightness. Oppressive figures dominate all that is and was. Naively I shuffle through in search of the light. Images persist who I was, what I am, where I will be. Entirely not in vain I see what was there the whole time.
Me myself and I past present and future encompass what is.

 

— Tuttey, Sep 10, 2007

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Conect11

18 years 9 months ago

breathe...

Truman Capote once said of Jack Kerouac's On the Road "That's not writing, that's just typing!" Truman, of course was more concerned with his spot in the literary hierarchy, and the Beats were threatening to knock him off of it. With that said I think that based on a limited view of your works (two of them) I could see people saying the same thing. I used to write in the same style, where I poured my thoughts onto paper without filter or censorship. I think you are nicely adept at doing this, but I do think it will serve you well to add some natural pauses, punctuation, clarity, and levity to your work. Look forward to seeing more. Mark W.