Thursday, November 10, 2011

Writing My Heart Out. Literally.

A word is not the same with one writer as with another.  One tears it from his guts.  The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket.  ~Charles Peguy

        Have I ever mentioned my love of quotes? Well, I guess I will now. I love quotes. Sometimes I find on that I love, and it just makes me feel like someone climbed into my brain and then summarized 'me' in a few short sentences. I stumbled upon this quote of William Faulkner's that "The work never matches the dream of perfection the artist has to start with" and oh my goodness, do I agree with that. I have been working on a story of mine which I am planning on being finished with by January 1st, and at this point it's like pulling teeth! Sometimes I wonder why in the world I ever wanted to be a writer- a fact that my entire family can attest to after witnessing more than a few "I stink at this, what am I thinking? My brain produces nothing but crap!" rampages. And that is when I think "Hmm... Maybe a life of flipping burgers at McDonald's wouldn't be too torturous."


Maybe my problem is just that I'm lazy...

        But then in the end, I (very painfully) tear something passable from my guts,  and sometimes, sometimes, I get out something completely earth shattering (at least to me) and the world is right again. I suppose that it's the price I have to pay. After all, "You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you. (Ray Bradbury)" and that is the real reason why I write. Because I can't live without it.


        I think I'll just repeat this 1,000,000 times..."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. (Sylvia Plath)" and stop doubting myself! 

1 comment:

Julie Jarnagin said...

I love the Ray Bradbury quote!