Seeing Walks Work

I went for a walk today. It was drizzling so nary a soul was about. I’m learning a walk after a write is superb for rewriting. I simply recite the lyrics in my head while the hills and dells of my neighborhood move beneath me. The changes simply arise.   

Monday I walked with the lyrics “Never hurt no one/ just liked to make ‘em think.” The words “never hurt no one” bugged me. No human has lived without putting a whammy on somebody. Walking, soon enough the words “Ain’t hurting anybody/ to make a body think,’ arrived. No fuss, no muss. Only relief.   

There’s nothing revolutionary here. Lots of writers say they take a walk when they finish writing and on those walks new, better ideas bubble in their minds. The revolution for me is seeing it work.