“ Rest your eyes and then read till they fall out of your head. ”
You might be poor, your shoes might be broken, but your mind is a palace.
~ Frank Mccourt
I know that big people don't like questions from children. They can ask all the questions they like, How's school? Are you a good boy? Did you say your prayers? but if you ask them did they say their prayers you might be hit on the head.
Sit and quiet yourself. Luxuriate in a certain memory and the details will come. Let the images flow. You'll be amazed at what will come out on paper. I'm still learning what it is about the past that I want to write. I don't worry about it. It will emerge. It will insist on being told.
Your mind is a treasure house that you should stock well and it’s the one part of you the world can’t interfere with.
