I don't know if it's because it's still so hot I can not move, sitting in front of this fan, next to the blue and green and brick of the window view, not wanting to get up, go anywhere, be anywhere, but, today, I forced myself to stop. To sit and wonder and think it all through.
It's what I needed. I sat. I imagined. I thought of what could be, rather than obsessed over what is.
I feel like I don't know how to write and I'm learning every day. Today I learned to imagine better, to stop fighting for words.
(And this is the view from where I'm learning. My writing/thinking/imagining spot. This is my tree.)
Thanks, Melissa. I'm on the journey with you. :)
ReplyDeleteEvery manuscript is a lesson in writing for me. I think I learn something new about writing every single time.
ReplyDeleteToday I have a difficult chapter to write. I'm going to go exercise in my pool for awhile and see if the words will come to me while I swim.
Then we'll see if I can remember them when I get back in front of the computer.
I'm learning with each new project.
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ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this. It's great to read that someone else is on a similar learning journey as I am.
ReplyDeleteWe learn best by doing, right? And I just read in Anne Lamott's book on writing, BIRD BY BIRD, that writing is a two step process. First, you nurture your imagination and let the creativity flow. Then, you coldly review and correct. Whew! I'm learning with you.
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