an occasional, random burst of words, a pile of phrases and the rare moment of brilliance . . .
"What sort of diary should I like? I should like it to resemble some deep old desk, or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds & ends without looking them through. I should like to come back... & find the collection had sorted itself & refined itself... as such deposits so mysteriously do." --V. Woolf