I know I’m supposed to write every day. That’s what
famous authors say, and it’s a good idea because it keeps what I’m writing
fresh in my mind, and then I get ideas while I’m cooking dinner or taking a
shower. But it in my life, it just isn’t always possible. I spent the whole
summer moving--finding a house, packing and unpacking. I’m still not finished
unpacking. I have been so focused on this move that I worked on it from the
time I got up until the time I went to bed. A few weeks ago I realized
there was no way I could sit down and write or draw because I had forgotten how
to sit down and relax. I had to have some time to unwind before I could get
back into creating anything. And then…how do I get back into my writing? How do
I start illustrating? It’s exciting and a little frightening at the same time.
I get back into my writing by reading what I’ve already
done, maybe doing a little editing, until I get an idea where to go next. It
might take a while, but the ideas always come because stories have their own
lives. They don’t come from us, they come through us.
I’m tempted to spend a whole day looking at Johnell’s links
and writing exercises, and I think that would be really good for me.
I’m a slow writer, but that’s
ok, because a small step (almost) every day has added up to a novel. I have
learned that some days I need to write questions, and as soon as I do the
answers start pouring into my head faster than I can type, so I spend that day making
notes about the ideas I get. Or I spend the day brainstorming and researching
whatever subject I’m writing about until inspiration comes back. Other days I
try to write a part of the story that needs to be filled in, but it just
doesn’t want to go anywhere. It has no energy. It doesn’t interest me, and it
won’t interest anyone else either. And there are days when I realize I have to
organize what I’ve written into some kind of order, and it’s time to do it now.
Are these wasted days because nothing I’ve done will ever see the light of day?
NO! They are a necessary part of the process. They are the bridges I have to
cross to get to the next part of the story that’s waiting out there for a
chance to jump into my mind and make its way through my fingers onto a page.
They are what makes the feeling of “Yes! That’s a great idea!” possible.
Ugh. Those boxes bring back so many memories. Good job. I can't wait til you get settled back in. I'm still waiting to read the rest of your fairy tale. :)
ReplyDeleteWe have the same bookcases! Carson collection @ Target, right? =) I'm getting ready to move mine back against the wall tonight, where I'd pulled them out to paint. I love the part of putting all the books and my knick-knacks back in. And I'm sure you'll be back in the groove in no time. =)
ReplyDeleteFortunately most of the house doesn't look like that. It's down to a couple of rooms and the garage.
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