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.
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Rudyard Kipling is a stranger to me, but he is a remarkable man–and I am the other one. Between us, we cover all knowledge; he knows all that can be known, and I know the rest.