tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6949315742598489928.post2983462999484136390..comments2023-10-30T09:47:14.297-05:00Comments on Of Woods and Words: Double, double, toil and troubleAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05212497767953671307noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6949315742598489928.post-74742190342520000912010-10-15T22:58:35.227-05:002010-10-15T22:58:35.227-05:00I think this kind of doubt applies to all sel[-emp...I think this kind of doubt applies to all sel[-employed people in the arts. Oh--kid awake and I'm up late. gotta go.Rose Arrowsmith DeCouxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05784417321168052601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6949315742598489928.post-23442820227719770092010-10-12T01:46:46.126-05:002010-10-12T01:46:46.126-05:00"So lots of time I don’t feel like much of a ..."So lots of time I don’t feel like much of a writer. And telling you I’m a writer so I don’t have to explain why I’m not a nurse, rocket scientist, or lawyer isn’t going to make us understand each other any better. Because I am a writer. And that means I’m a work in progress. As Shakespeare reminds us in Hamlet: “We know what we are, but know not what we may be.”<br /><br />That Shakespeare, he had a way with words, didn’t he . . . "<br /><br />As do you.....<br /><br />We are definitely works in progress. Though I have not taken your writer's path, since to me it is a far more difficult one than my poet's path, I do understand your apprehension. <br /><br />Yes, it is to Shakespeare's usage of language to which I aspire and I think as do you.The Unknowngnomehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00310142102993090697noreply@blogger.com