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I’ve been thinking a lot about beginnings lately.

Apparently I’m not the only one.

“Now then, let us begin. When we are at the end of the story, we shall know more than we know now: but to begin.” From “The Snow Queen” by Hans Christian Andersen http://www.online-literature.com/hans_christian_andersen/972/

“We begin with the trouble, but where does the trouble begin? My uncle takes a pistol and blows his brains out.” From “The Question of Where We Begin” by Kyle Minor http://www.centerforfiction.org/the-question-of-where-we-begin

“The day my mom checked out, Razor Blade Baby moved in. At the end, I can’t stop thinking about beginnings.” From “Ghosts, Cowboys,” in the collection Battleborn, by Clare Vaye Watkins.

I was thinking about beginnings with the last short story I wrote, and I’m thinking about them now, beginning a novel again and again, sometimes only in my head, and sometimes on paper. Mostly not on paper, though. “But to begin,” says Hans Christian Andersen. “But to begin. . .”




Oops, been doodlin’. (Not writing).

Missing live music.
Missing live Canadian music.
Missing live Canadian Rebecca, who may have taken the photo that this is based on. (Kingston was a lifetime ago. I can’t remember.)