I know! It kills. Haven't read much over the summer either. But I'm back into a reading FRENZY right now, just polished off the DaVinci Code and reread The Blue Castle...I see some Gregory Maguire (Mirror Mirror possibly)in my near future. That or White Noise. So many books to be had!!!
burning embers
anonymous
September 30 2006, 01:05:16 UTC
It is truly odd to have so many feelings about your place in the world and the dying embers of a novel, of an obsession. I too have not written in months. I have not looked at anything. I feel as if, having written my first novel and ended it poorly, that I am finished. Empty. I find myself with a reoccuring dream of a dark place, where I have hidden my ideas, my opus, my grand dreams. They are buried, just under the surface, glowing read against the surface soil. I watch them there, knowing I can ignore them, hoping they will continue to smolder and never go out. Or I can stoke the fire, make it burn bright again. Write. "It could be great," the voice whispers in my ear. I picked up chapter one today.
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Then I shall write.
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I find myself with a reoccuring dream of a dark place, where I have hidden my ideas, my opus, my grand dreams. They are buried, just under the surface, glowing read against the surface soil. I watch them there, knowing I can ignore them, hoping they will continue to smolder and never go out. Or I can stoke the fire, make it burn bright again. Write. "It could be great," the voice whispers in my ear. I picked up chapter one today.
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