I missed writing a blog yesterday. So what? I’m here now, aren’t I? I’m back in the saddle.
It’s been said that it takes 30 days to develop a habit. I don’t recall who said that or if it’s valid, but it serves my purpose. I’m trying to develop a habit of writing. It’s just as much about discipline as it is about balance. This is old news to me. Still, I’m struggling here, at the last moment, to get in a blog about virtually nothing before I have to go to work. This is not the sort of blog that fosters writing. Never mind how tedious it is for the reader. (My apologies, really.)
When I’m writing (sorry, writing), everything else in the universe falls away. Except, perhaps, a thesaurus and dictionary. I’d say it’s like going into a trance, but since I’ve never been in a proper trance, I really don’t know for sure if that’s what it’s like. I can say that it is the entering into a state single-mindedness and intense concentration. Time warps. It’s kind of cool.
When I was younger, I wrote poems that stunned me. I would find them a day or two later and have no recollection of writing them. I have a short story that I do not remember writing. It’s almost not even my style of writing. I suppose that should disturb or frighten me, but instead it thrills me. It’s a confirmation of something, even if I never know what. A falling into a spiritual trance? Demonic possession? Angelic possession?
This is why I’m back here, trying to bang out some writing before I go to work. I’ve got this pretty cool thing and I don’t want to lose it.
– Mary
That is for you.
Sometimes I’ll get to page 30 of a book before I realize that I’ve read it before.
I suppose it has to do with the amount of chaos in your life while writing and while reading. Keep it up, though!
Eww, yellow overly smiley emoticon. I prefer the one actually made of colon-dash-parenthesis)