Quarantine Project Day 25
Keats said of writing something to the effect of, "if it doesn't come naturally like leaves to a tree then it were best it didn't come at all." Unluckily for him he left his manuscripts behind, where the heavy re-working is plain for all to see; so like so many other great poets he was caught out for being a shameless liar.
Especially about the craft of writing.
The writing craft is the victim of more self-serving and self-mythologising than any other business in the world. Except acting.
Today was graft and as for Keats, well, I felt like I had to glue on every leaf. There were 2175 of them.
(For previous blogs in the Quarantine Project click on "achives")
