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November 25, 2001 stephen hawking has a limp If what I have is "writer's block," then Stephen Hawking has a limp.  I am much more than blocked; I am empty.  I drop the bucket down into my well and I draw only stale air.  Perhaps the single, sober life makes a poor petri dish for "material." There are no other actors, no conflict.  There is only practicality and silence. I have noticed, however, that the sky is bluest when nothing moves me.

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