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SELF COMMENTARY
I haven't written anything for quite a while and I am noticing that it is not easy to really say what I mean. Everything sounds simplistic and a bit dumb. Believe me, the way I am actually thinking things is a lot deeper and more interesting than it appears. (This is not a unique problem!) It is difficult to jump right in to verbally expressing with precision and depth after a long hiatus.
Q: Why did I stop writing for so long? (2 or 3 years approx)
A: Dunno.
Right. OK. See what I am dealing with. One word answers.
Great.
Trick is.... and I know this because I used to - and may well again - teach creative writing... trick is to just keep going. Don't stop. Don't self edit. Don't judge. Write through the crud. Somewhere, eventually, a sparkle, a glint of lucidity, an original thought, a diamond of dimensionality will appear. So that's what I am digging for.
I won't go on, though. Not right now. I want to have a cup of tea and watch Nurse Jackie S3.
2B entertained. Yes. Escape. Drift away. Inhabit the lives of fictional characters (other than myself).
Huh? No. But I am real, am I not? Am I?
For now. Yes, it seems. But the lines are blurring. We all know that. Good thing? Bad thing? Who can say? And who really cares?
There's just so much STUFF in the world. SO MUCH GOING ON. Phew. Nothing matters. Nothing matters in the end. Kind of relief. And still, I'm writing.... Why? Because it is a pleasure of a sort. Because magic can happen. A certain kind of magic. When you are being creative. I get it with my art. When I am making pictures. Entering the zone.
It's awesome. You have to struggle, work for it... then, eventually, all of a sudden....
LIFT OFF!
It's why one becomes an artist. It's why one stays an artist.
Oh, yes, oh yes.
I recommend it wholeheartedly!