06.23.08
Hold on to your chair
Yesterday, a cool, free Sunday afternoon came and went while I sat in front of a short story I’m working on.
The afternoon was a good one; the story is coming together with a new framework and it is enjoyable work.
At some point, however, I looked out of my office window and asked, What am I doing?
Sometimes the act of writing overwhelms any project I’m working on. It requires us to sit perfectly immobile, dream up ideas and express them using our insufficient language.
A piece must live — must have its own inner life — to keep you sitting in the chair. That’s a good thing, though. It keeps us on our toes.
