The half-examined life
Feb. 13th, 2003 01:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today, in a completely different fora from LJ,
fallenpegasus mentioned his habit of collecting beautifully bound blank books but a reluctance to, as he put it, "do anything so gauche as to actually write in one."
I have the opposite problem. Every blank book I buy is a new promise that I shall write, or draw, or compose, or equate, something beautiful, something wonderful, something that will really be meaningful. Or perhaps it's a notebook into which I shall pour everything I learn as I study Kanji, or music, or emacs. And then, after a while, the book is battered and the crisp white edge greyed with the grease of too many fingerprints, the insides stained here and there with coffee, and the promise of the book is faded as it fills with unanswered problems, shoddy perspectives, crude doodles, crossed-out paragraphs.
All of my blank books end up only half-full. Like my writing career.
Oddly, though, writing is the one thing I keep doing. I keep hacking at it, hoping someday I'll get it right, I'll feel like my voice has arrived, my style is strong, my command of the language adequate. In the meantime, I'll keep soldiering on.
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I have the opposite problem. Every blank book I buy is a new promise that I shall write, or draw, or compose, or equate, something beautiful, something wonderful, something that will really be meaningful. Or perhaps it's a notebook into which I shall pour everything I learn as I study Kanji, or music, or emacs. And then, after a while, the book is battered and the crisp white edge greyed with the grease of too many fingerprints, the insides stained here and there with coffee, and the promise of the book is faded as it fills with unanswered problems, shoddy perspectives, crude doodles, crossed-out paragraphs.
All of my blank books end up only half-full. Like my writing career.
Oddly, though, writing is the one thing I keep doing. I keep hacking at it, hoping someday I'll get it right, I'll feel like my voice has arrived, my style is strong, my command of the language adequate. In the meantime, I'll keep soldiering on.
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Date: 2003-02-13 02:01 pm (UTC)Ooh, don't I know *that* feeling. I've got stacks of notebooks and piles of pens, but they never get used.
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Date: 2003-02-13 03:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-02-13 06:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-02-13 11:29 pm (UTC)No offense was meant. I hope none was taken. There are many ways to leave your legacy. Elf just does it with scribblings and stories.
Thats lovely ^_^
Date: 2003-02-13 07:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-02-14 12:41 pm (UTC)I've read your work for quite awhile, so you can count me amongst the fans that are happy that you write at all (half full books or not).
I have found that my own writing is currently going through a dry spell, which is upsetting me a lot. I'm used to having stories flow from me, but I think that when I threatened my muse with the concept of actually getting organized enough to put together a novel outside of the genre I usually write in there was internal rebellion! haha.
Vamp:)=
Writing dry spells...
Date: 2003-02-14 05:33 pm (UTC)