Reconsidering (again) my daily writing practice.
The words come in fits and spurts; the desire to write is always lurking nearby -- a "should," a "could," a "must," a "can't."
All or nothing -- all at once.
(It's so easy to get distracted.)
It's so hard to come back.
I sit in my office among overflowing bookshelves.
Books about writing surround me. Occasionally, I pick one up. Last night was Dennis Palumbo's Writing from the Inside Out's turn.
Palumbo didn't blow me away with anything groundbreaking. He firmly but kindly reminded me of the oldies but goodies I need to re-hear from time to time (time after time).
But he did talk about something that "got to me" -- the acknowledgement of fear. So much of writing (and not writing) revolves around fear. Just typing these words makes me a little bit dizzy because I don't really want to face my fears.
What I think writing requires:
Being gentle with yourself and others, taking care of yourself, being really quiet, paying careful attention, listening, observing, not judging, not easily becoming frustrated, not easily becoming distracted, not being out of touch with oneself.
Not constantly giving in to the allure and attractions of all that distracts you from your very simple and wonderful self.
Not knowing how to balance all that I want, I sit and think about re-starting the daily writing habit; after all, that's why I created this blog. Although I keep changing its identity, it remains proof my my creative wanderings, meanderings, and returns.
