A Writer's Notebook, Day Eight-Hundred-And--Ninety-One

 There is a way in which my sense of being stuck, in terms of career and other aspects of my life, is part of what keeps me feeling stuck in terms of my actual writing, and what I manage to write.  In part, this is the normal.issue of catharsis, of the desire to release what is built up within. This is not, though, the only, or even the most natural, issue.  I do not write only, or even mostly, poems that are personal or expressing those feelings.  I do think more such poems may exist on this one, especially at certain times, but that is a product of my viewing this as a personal venue, a public journal.

What I find, though, to be more pernicious and more subtle, however, is the impact of being stuck, as an experiential quality of my current life.  It is not that I am writing about such things all the time, or even considering them, but the way it impacts me, in terms of my mood and such.  I want to be able to move beyond my current paradigm, to write work that comes from perspectives I do not have access to right now, and that is something I am really not certain how to deal with.  It is part of any work I do at the moment, as it is an aspect of my life.

8 do not have a clear solution to this.  It is an issue that feels, as with many others, to be an extension of things I do not feel I can control.  I need to find a way out of that trap, a perspective that might liberate me, at least in this aspect, if not in all of them.  It is not clear what answers might exist for this, but I have to believe it is possible.

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