Circling Back
Every so often, I’m going to post “Circling Back” entries where I revisit things I previously posted about. This is the first in those entries, revisiting things both “cycling” and “writing”…
Earlier, I posted about Stephen King’s On Writing, which is a great piece. Over at Write to Done, they’ve got a great piece about King and the most important lesson he wants to convey to writers. It’s targeted at the younger writer, but the quote is just as relevant to anyone who’s putting ink to paper:
At nineteen they can card you in the bars and tell you to get the fuck out, put your sorry act (and even sorrier ass) back on the street, but they can’t card you when you sit down to paint a picture, write a poem, or tell a story, by God, and if you reading this happen to be very young, don’t let your elders and supposed betters tell you any different. Sure, you’ve never been to Paris. No, you never ran with the bulls at Pamplona. Yes, you’re a pissant who had no hair in your armpits until three years ago - but so what? If you don’t start out too big for your britches, how are you gonna fill ‘em when you grow up? Let it rip regardless of what anybody tells you, that’s my idea; sit down and smoke that baby.
Goddamn, I love King. The more I read his non-horror stuff, the more respect I have for the man.
Remember my entry about improving a city’s bike-friendly status? Yeah, me neither. Circling back to that one, there’s a great video out there about how separated bike lanes would make the city much safer for cyclists.
You think you’ve got it bad? Try riding in NYC. (Refer to video.)
