I think of him, stoic. Unflinching.
How many of us so-called writers are trying to mind-read? What would an imaginary reader want? Or that invisible agent or editor?
I’m taking inspiration, not from author Wilde’s works, but from Oscar the Small Wonder. I asked him for his favorite words of wisdom or one of his greatest hits.
“Bothering dead people for insight isn’t sporting,” he chided me. “Quote yourself.”
Let Jiminy Cricket sit on someone else’s shoulder.
Write. Write now. Claim the words, or someone else will.
Just write it. Just do it. Just BE it.