THROWING A BLOG ON A WHEEL (# 74,997)

When someone is present, particularly over the shoulder, your words and concentration go to pot. Apt phrase. Once upon a time, I wanted to be a potter until (a) my art tutor told me I’d never meet girls covered in clay and (b) I tried to throw a pot on a wheel in front of a class and couldn’t. Writing, like wheelwork, requires fulcrum, balance and focus. To prove my theory that writers are put off by an audience, one September, 9 years ago, in the sun, in front of several hundred onlookers, with my foot dragged in sand, in 100 ft tall letters, I wrote: THE SUN GOT HIS HAS HAT ON.

December 22, 2008
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