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Feb. 4th, 2001 | 11:49 pm
mood: artisticartistic
music: Original Broadway Cast - The Gypsy

I love it when I have writer's block and then it suddenly hits me how to approach something... and once I get there then the words just flow.

Not that I love writer's block. Writer's block is ... highly annoying, especially in a production oriented world. But then I wonder sometimes if I would really appreciate the feeling of exaltation that I get when I finally overcome the writer's block and fing my voice. I must say though that I enjoy the freedom of being in a writing workshop that is concerned with form, which frees me then to play with form more. And playing with form is exactly what I intend to do in this esay. Even if the final form doesn't end up following the skeleton of the rough draft, the rough draft will at least get my ideas out into the open... because it is getting the ideas out that is the hard part, getting them out and making them take some sort of shape. The shape can always be altered and molded in revision.

I did laundry tonight. This makes me productive.

He promised to be online... and I believed him. What a fool am I. *sigh* I must stop doing this to myself. I wonder if he senses the akwardness as much as I do.

Jane Eyre makes me happy. :o)

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