A friend suggested I need to take a break from writing, but I can’t think without writing, so I’m not sure how to do that. But being a little preoccupied at present with work (mostly writing), I cheat with the blog today, offering some words of wisdom from wiser heads than mine about this madness we call writing instead of actual original content (am I forgiven?):
There’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.
~Walter Wellesley “Red” Smith
You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.
Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
First forget inspiration. Habit is more dependable. Habit will sustain you whether you’re inspired or not…Forget talent. If you have it, fine. Use it. If you don’t have it, it doesn’t matter. As habit is more dependable than inspiration, continued learning is more dependable than talent… Finally, don’t worry about imagination. You have all the imagination you need…Persist.
I am a galley slave to pen and ink.
~Honore de Balzac
What a writer wants to do is not what he does.
~Jorge Luis Borges
I am irritated by my own writing. I am like a violinist whose ear is true, but whose fingers refuse to reproduce precisely the sound he hears within.
1. Find a subject you care about.
2. Do not ramble, though.
3. Keep it simple.
4. Have the guts to cut.
5. Sound like yourself.
6. Say what you mean to say.
7. Pity the readers.
I write for the same reason I breathe – because if I didn’t, I would die.
Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones, in the right order, you can nudge the world a little.
Many red devils ran from my heart
And out upon the page,
They were so tiny
The pen could mash them.
And many struggled in the ink.
It was strange
To write in this red muck
Of things from my heart.
Forgiven!Oy, the Flaubert quote is right on the money for me! Someday, I will be able to project onto a screen all the glorious images in my head for all to see and not just what gets watered down to a tepid half-assed attempt at creativity….
Thanks, QoE!Yeah, Flaubert captured that concisely. If I could just unload my head directly — ah well, something to aim toward, I guess.If I were ever to get it exact, my head would probably explode — either that or my computer.
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