Tightrope to the Sun: Hump Day Jams

Wednesday, July 3

Doesn't everyone just love the Fourth of July? It's definitely one of my absolute favorite holidays. I love the heat, the sun soaked sidewalks, the fireworks, the friends. It's all amazing. I loved it when I rode on the city council float with my daddy, and I love it now laying back and watching the fireworks with my best friends.

Dang it, I just love America. And Lana del Rey, who also loves America. This song is so sweet and lovely and I get what she means by her descriptions and wanting an American boy. American boys are different. I love them. One or two in particular.

HAPPY MURICA DAY TOMORROW!

Your skin so golden brown,

Be young, be dope, be proud,

Like an American.

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words

Confess to yourself in the deepest hour of the night whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. Dig deep into your heart, where the answer spreads its roots in your being, and ask yourself solemnly, 'Must I write?'

-Rainer Maria Rilke

Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.

-Ernest Hemingway

Study broadly and without fear.

-John Green

Writing is hard. Not as hard as not writing. Not writing is torturous, bloody, chaotic, and a gruesome winless battle. A writer who writes, knows peace, lives connected to truth. Not writing is ache, betrayal, death of the soul and imagination.

-Coco J. Ginger

Hump Day Jams

Wednesday, July 3

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