Hump Day – Independence
Wednesday, June 27th, 2007
Let’s get over the mid-week hump with some memory writing about “independence” today. Spend about five minutes shuffling through your memory banks until you happen upon a favorite Forth of July memory, then take another 10 minutes or so and write everything you remember about it. At this point, just write. Don’t go back and edit or worry about spelling or grammar. There is time for that later – just get the memory written. (If you are not one to celebrate Independence Day, pick a memory that has to do with independence. Be creative.)
Once you have written as much as you can remember, put it aside for a few hours. When you have a little block of time, take out your notes and start drafting a more refined piece, knowing that the “final” product may take several revisions and/or directions. But as a writer – you know that is the fun part.
We’ll share our memory writing tomorrow. Have fun with it. And remember to just write anyway.
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The theme for this week (why I love blogging) has me thinking about writing in different ways. Writing – even if just for the sake of writing – is always something I’ve believed important. Like breathing.
Yesterday, because of work obligations, I spent about six hours in a car driving from here to there and back again. Time and distance on the prairie is something to be considered and overcome. To pass the time, I tapped the “search” button on the car stereo, hoping for something interesting to listen to, and when I do that, invariably, the search ends when I find
Ever get to the point in a piece of writing where you want to “look ahead” and see how it ends? Like those
I’m writing this ahead of time using the “post to the future” feature – that has become something of a blessing of late, considering my wild schedule. (At this point, I don’t even consider it a “schedule” because until I find a way to add eight more hours to the day so I can get four hours of sleep…well, you get the idea.) Regardless, I’m writing this while sitting at my dining room table and I’m listening to rain tap the windows of my kitchen and the wind rattle the roof of the screened deck.
So yesterday’s writing warm-up on the word “mother” was kind of draining for me. How did you do?
When the world around me starts to spin out of control – technology failed, deadlines missed, calls dropped, schedules collided – I go looking for peace in visuals. A walk at sunset. A picture set from last summer. Something I can rest my eyes on, not have to think about too much, and from there, regroup, reorganize, and restart, with a fresh, clear mind whatever I need to do.
My office is across the street from a middle school, so getting to work – on time – through all the moms and dads trying to drop off little Suzie or Johnny at the front door of the school (which faces the parking lot I use) can be more than even the patience of Job can handle before eight in the morning. However, there is an advantage to the location – especially in the spring.
Something that I may not have honestly explored is the impact personal fantasy has on the writing process. Now before you go all x-rated on me, this word “fantasy” could be as simple as a daydream about your life – or a life of one of your characters – that can spin the plot possibilities in another direction.
Sporadic writer’s block is killing me. Instead of writing something new, lately, I find myself going back through old warm-up exercises and drafts and rewriting parts of them. I must be really stonewalled if I am – gack – rewriting.
Inspiration does not often come as a “thunder bolt from the sky.” Getting inspired takes a lot of work, which is probably why when I turn to Google with the words “writer” and “resources” it comes back in 0.14 seconds with over 30,300,000 results. Holy Hanna, where does a blocked writer start?
No matter where you find your inspiration – and it may well come at you as a thunderbolt, but I am not holding my breath – just remember that writers write. What you write today may never see a printing press, virtual or otherwise, but it gets you one page closer to what you are meant to write. So – write anyway.
Finding inspiration in the mundane, the everyday can be downright difficult. However, what may, on first glance, look like “yawn” is full of meaning, emotion, humor and importance.
I hate re-writing. Hate. However, like cleaning the toilet, it has to be done. The language has to be scrubbed, disinfected (?) and polished because no one likes to look at a dirty toilet – I mean – no one likes to read sloppy writing. Stupid analogy aside, it is a chance for the writer to take an objective look at her work without throwing up…or weeping. But maybe that is just me.