As I tore another sheet of paper out of my crisp yellow note pad, I was asked by a friend about how many sheets of paper I waste. I looked at my friend and I really thought about it. Anyone who knows me, or better yet, anyone who has been given the chance to have a meeting with me or hang out with me knows that I’m a writer and that I write old school style. Paper, pencil, no pen, nor any of those sissy style whimsy mechanical pencils. I go raw with it, equipt with the original. Ladies and Gents, I have my pencil, pencil sharpener and paper. Oh yeah, having one’s pencil gliding on a crisp sheet of good writing paper. It’s good for the soul. Any true writer of the old ways will agree! But when asked about how much paper I waste? I have to say I think it’s shamelessly a lot of paper. For me, I don’t like to erase a misspelling and I don’t want to. I just simply don’t like a messy paper of erased ideas or thoughts. So I just rip the paper out of my sight. It’s no longer in my vision, nor is it any longer a part of my essense.
Why would I want to redo a sexual move or try to restart the date? That’s the same way I feel when writing. Why erase and rewrite the same crap over? Nah, not my bloody sheet of crisp paper. My choice of paper has always been a yellow note pad, but when I’m feeling risky I go for the pink note pad. I believe in waiting and taking my time in thought as to what I’m writing about. The same way I’m with a woman sexually. I take a glimpse at what kind of positioning the woman in front of me is doing. And luckily to say, I’ve had my share of unique positions. Still I’m proud to say that I’m happy with the woman I’m with right now. A woman who gives me the greatest position ever. No position can be better than being accepted as I am. So to answer the question about how many sheets of paper I’ve wasted, my answer is as many as it takes. My thoughts, my pencil, my paper. Good writing Ladies and Gents… See More of Freedom Mercado work here ! www.FreedomMercado.com