A Writer's Notebook, Day One-Thousand-And-Forty-Four
I have gotten to a point where I can write most any time. It can still be a struggle to get myself to work, or to begin, but generally speaking, I am not dependent on any particular stroke of inspiration. At the same time, I often find that it is difficult to direct my work. I mean, I can't always choose to write about some particular thing on demand. If I have an idea that is in mind, it may well work out, but I often will have a thought that I want to be able to write about some subject or event, and find it does not work out. I might begin to aim towards that topic and find myself writing something else entirely. I recognize that this is silly, and probably just a mental game I am playing with myself, as I have written many things for specific assignments or purposes. It is a mental block, but I also wonder if it might not be positive in some ways. I mean, I do have things that I want to write, but I am also excited when my work takes its own shape, and many times the things I am thinking about writing do come out, just not when or how I expect.
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