The implications of the EnduranceWriter concept and what it means have finally hit home. In a world in which talent, audaciousness, is not enough to breach the gates, a publicly disseminated calling card with my art, poetry, music, tears, suffices. It is all here for future archeologists to unearth. Or not.
We have only one life––within its strict delineations, how many chances to get it right. Every time I post I have a chance to attain immortality. With no editor breathing down the neck, no marketing director, no word counter or bean counter.
This is something right.
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* Hundreds of flute and mumbled word files lost, a month of revision work on Arisugawa Park. Photos, art. Yet I am laughing Bwahahaha.