Prompt # 10

Its 11:45- almost tomorrow. I have always both loved and dreaded the moment that the clock turns to midnight and a new day starts.That in between time is so dangerous and so full of possibility.  Sometimes I am awake because I am afraid to sleep. Afraid my breathing will stop before I wake up. Sometimes I am awake because the writing is too good to stop. 

I used to do all my writing in the night. I used to take walks in between the poems, my feet alone on the pavement, walking down the middle of the street and breathing in air that felt secret and sacred and all mine. 

I used to find all my power after midnight. Was a time I had less than no power- a place of zero- a negative number place-a less than nothing- that was where I lived- that was me. Then I grew up. I learned to take my power in the seconds that ticked by while children slept and the dishes were quiet and I had hours to go until it was time to feed my children and go to work and feed strangers, and go to work and type up someone else's words and come home to work the night shift. But after midnight it was all mine. It was the hour of ghosts and stories and words and that rush that would come over me and it as just the mad clacking of typewriter keys and wild haired me wrestling with words. It always felt like magic- some place between white and dark- the dangerous kind, the kind where anything might happen. 

Magic. 

She always knew there was no magic or She always knew there was magic  

or 

They made their magic with 

or 

I found magic with a 

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Art is magic delivered from the lie of being truth.
Theodor Adorno

Drawing is still basically the same as it has been since prehistoric times. It brings together man and the world. It lives through magic.
Keith Haring

Alcohol is like love. The first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that you take the girl's clothes off.

Raymond Chandler

Is there a word or image, memory or idea that comes up for you? Use the prompt, negate it, upend it, grow your own. Just follow the writing where it takes you. Can you write five minutes more today than yesterday? Or fill a half a page more? Measurements are your own to choose.Just write however that happens for you. 

I hope the coming day is good to you and your writing. 

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How the poems/quotes work. If the poem or quotes are first I started there. If they come after I made a prompt first and went looking for words to sit next to it.