We came to writing at an earlier age, from an urge to release a scream that had stuck in our throats. Then we worked on our screams until we thought they were something someone might want to hear.
— Stephen Elliot
I learned the constellations when I was little. My father likes astronomy. He taught me. At one time, I believed the mythological creatures and objects were truly there, held in place by giant pins. The light points of their configurations, you see. I thought if any of those pins came loose, they would be at the mercy of thin air — and they’d fall to the ground and crush me. So for a couple of years, I’d only go outside on cloudy nights. I decided that would give them something on which to land, other than me.
— The Mercy of Thin Air
now some days they last longer than others—
but this day by the lake went too fast.
(lake crescent - clallam county, washington)
