“Pale Flesh”

Today I read:

The right words and sentences just do not come pouring out like ticker tape most of the time.  Now, Muriel Spark is said to have felt that she was taking dictation from God every morning — sitting there, one supposes, plugged into a Dictaphone, typing away, humming.  But this is a very hostile and aggressive position.  One might hope for bad things to rain down on a person like that.

— Ann Lamott, “Shitty First Drafts”


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