who what in the what now?

Morning Pages

My “Morning Pages” were powerfully cathartic today. Scribbling hard enough to tear the paper and writing the same word a hundred times in 200 different ways can not be done on a blank screen with a keyboard. But I am so out of practice with longhand that my fingers ache. Anger and frustration and joy and other points of potency flowed forth.

Now I just have to clean up.