He who writes in blood ... does not want to be read, he wants to be learned by heart." - Nietzsche

Like Nietzsche, cervus fugitivs or the fugitive stag, has meant living with real flesh and blood companions … the story of my psyche written with, and in, my own blood.

“Of all that is written, I only love what one has written with his own blood. Write with blood: and you will learn that blood is spirit.” Nietzsche.

James Dowd (2016) – thanks for this: “Simply, our Blood is our innate talent. Skills can be learned, but our natural ability, our irrational spirit, the Blood for the work, can never be taught.

This natural, savage style of work, and our passion for it, thrives on uncertainty. If we always knew what it would look or sound like, we’d be too bored to complete it, so we must stumble over ourselves for a time in order to truly create. We must embrace our curiosity and imagination and reach out into the darkness. We must open a vein and bleed.

If we don’t bleed, our work, our world, becomes a tired exercise of habit and commonplace. We find our routines and our style, and we repeat, repeat, repeat. Someone who doesn’t write with Blood becomes a tourist to the work. They go to the same old, uninspired places. They become predictable, hitting the spots everyone expects them to hit. They’re never truly seeking new worlds, or looking to create them. They aren’t sneaking down back streets to discover the mysterious and unknown. They aren’t creating truly unique experiences.“

As I experienced many many years ago (in my Introduction) : After her decapitation Medb was unveiled as Medusa.  She became the Patroness of my project, the creative flow, the life-blood, that weaves its way through the story of my cervus fugitivus from beginning to end

 I want to have goblins about me, for I am courageous. The courage which scareth away ghosts, createth for itself goblins--it wanteth to laugh.” Nietzsche’s TSZ