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My coffee tastes like pencil shavings this morning. The caffiene hasn't kicked in yet either.
Too many days are getting by without me writing. At least I'm reading Stephen King "On Writing". As I feared, work really sucks the energy from me, especially these past full days. My feet, my feet, my burning feet of fire. I'm actually looking forward to working the later shifts. My plan is to use those mornings/early afternoons to write before I go to work. But right now, I am not a rise at 4am and write before I work sort of a person.
Not it couldn't ever happen, at one point, I did feel passionately enough about my novel that I put all available time into writing. Funny thing was, I was actually writing background though. I knew it at the time, I knew what I was writing wasn't structured or polished enough to be a readable piece. And I knew I didn't have the skill or knowledge to polish and revise it to be something publishable. Still don't, so I need to get back to work practicing.
I just miss being in love with my material.
Meanwhile, I am grateful to be taking pleasure in my daily life. Slowly catching up on so much that is behind.
August 15 2005, 00:37:26 UTC 6 years ago
Oh, I know the feeling...
August 17 2005, 12:04:19 UTC 6 years ago
Work saps creativity
I agree. After a day of work I feel completely drained. Other than little journal entries I dash off while I have a break at work I've been writing nothing. I haven't been doing any of my hobbies. Between work and the commute there is very little me left in there. Here is a quote from Harry Chapin I botched in my own journal that I've been trying to keep in the foreground:My grandfather was a painter ... he was looking at me one day and he said "Harry, there are two kinds of tired, there's good-tired, and there's bad-tired. Ironically enough, bad-tired can be a day that you won. But you won other people's battles, you lived other people's days, other peoples agendas, other people's dreams - and when it was all over there was very little "you" in there, and when you hit the hay at night, somehow you toss and turn, you don't settle easy. Good-tired, ironically enough, can be a day that you lost. But you don't have to tell yourself, because you knew you fought your battles, you chased your dreams, you lived your days, and when you hit the hay at night, you settle easy - you sleep the sleep of the just, and you can say "take me away". Now, Harry, all my life I've painted... God I would've loved to be more successful, but I have painted and I have painted, and I am good-tired, and they can take me away." -- from Harry Chapin's Gold Medal collection
August 17 2005, 12:36:52 UTC 6 years ago
Re: Work saps creativity
My god. That put a chill up my spine and raised goosebumps on my arms. A bit of a tear in the eye as a well.It's too bad that corporations create that relationship with their employees. That the battles and dreams belong to someone else--I don't think it has to be that way. But that surely is how it usually is.
I sure hope you get away from that commute.