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Writing is akin to the birthing process.

First, there is a silent prolonged period of gestation.

Then the pressure starts to grow.

When the contractions begin, it’s time to sit down to write.

And then it gushes out (or should).

No point counting the fingers and toes of the new arrival.

There is no turning back.

One cannot edit out a sentence just as one cannot cut off a limb.

It’s born.

And it speaks.


Art: Leonid Pasternak, The Passion of creation