Power cut

Power cut in Hadston tonight. I needed to write. No laptop? I’m not afraid of ink and paper. Get out the scented candles, I’m gonna kick this old school. I felt like Charles Dickens writing by candlelight. Ain’t nothing gonna hold me back. I thought of Black Coffee Blues by Henry Rollins – ‘If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I will write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always. I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.’



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