"Delay is natural to a writer. He is like a surfer—he bides his time. Waits for the perfect wave on which to ride in. He waits for the surge (of emotion? of strength? of courage?) that will carry him along." (E.B. White, The Paris Review Interviews, 1969)
12.26.2006
Where in the World?
That's sport and me up in a balloon over the Mesilla Valley. Oh yeah...that's my mom.
I would be so freaking out! I can't even enjoy a balcony more than a few floors up.
ReplyDeleteYou loved it, and so did I! Thanks to Doc's Mom.
ReplyDeleteI was a little nervous until we started going up. Mostly I was just cold.
ReplyDeleteMy mom showed no fear. Sport showed no fear. I smelled of fear, but the gondola is well ventilated.