haiku

Haikus, oh my God. The last refuge of the writer’s block patient. When pulling one hundred words out of your head for a drabble feels like picking individual atoms out of a rock, start counting syllables. You only need seventeen syllables. You only need to finish a piece of writing, finish a piece of writing, and then you can wave it at Arthur Schopenhauer. You are WRONG, Schopenhauer! Life is wonderful! I wrote today!

When you’re done confronting the dead German philosopher, you can count the syllables in your haiku again. Sixteen syllables, oh crap.

Original photo credit: ufoncz, CC 2.0 Attribution

Haiku slapped on photo: JoJoTheModern, consider it public domain because seriously

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