I haven't been getting much writing in lately. Know why? I'm avoiding it. There, I said it. I'm not really sure why, except that every time I sit down at the computer, I do everything but write. I check my e-mail, read other blogs, visit writing websites, check the balance -- or lack thereof -- on my bank account (which should be a great motivator for me) -- anything to avoid the actual ACT of writing. Well, I guess I'm writing right now, but you know what I mean -- blogging isn't going to deliver the goods, the dough, the smackers, the greenbacks... OK, I'll stop with the ridiculous money references. Thankfully, I've found that I'm not alone. Playwright Michael Kanin summed it up best, I think, when he said, "I don't like to write, but I love to have written." Jay Asher over at the Disco Mermaids blog even says he hates writing, and his book, Thirteen Reasons Why is coming out in October. And here's a great article by TV writer-turned-novelist Stephen Cannell about why writers hate writing. He really hits the nail on the head with this theory: Bad writing makes us afraid to sit down at the keyboard. Fear of failure leads to lack of effort. (OK, does this guy have a hidden camera in my office?) Cannell's remedy: Give yourself permission to be bad. It's going to happen. It happened to Shakespeare, and Hemingway, and Faulkner, and countless other famous authors. But the difference between these guys and your average writer is that they kept writing. Can I hear an "Amen"? Wow, I'm starting to get motivated now. It's amazing what writing about not writing will do! Well, gotta go -- I think I have an idea for my next book...
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Oh Where, Oh Where Has My Lovely Beach Gone...
Last week at this time, I had a view like this. Today, well, you don't want to see my view, it's way too boring. Maybe "boring" is a bit harsh. I'm actually sitting in a local coffee shop, where I hang out every now and then to blog, write, and consume large amounts of sinfully delicious pastries. OK, I'm being really good tonight and so far (notice I said "so far") I've only had a salad. Don't feel sorry for me, though. It was a really, REALLY good salad with pecans, strawberries, blueberries, pineapple, oh, and some romaine lettuce thrown in for good measure. Oops, rabbit trail, sorry -- back to my vacation... As I was saying, man, I miss the beach! We went to Fort Walton Beach, Florida with my husband's family and had a wonderful holiday. The view of the fireworks from the beach was awesome! If you've never been to Florida's "Emerald Coast," as they call it, you should try it! It reminds me a lot of the Bahamas! I had such a relaxing time, and guess what? I read three books while I was gone! Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli (loved it!), Unveiled by Francine Rivers (ditto), and Ted Dekker's latest novel, Skin (that man really knows how to scare the pants off a person!). I guess now it's back to reality -- taking care of my three kids (My husband did a lot of playing in the ocean while Mom was reading! Thanks, honey!), cleaning, paying bills, blogging, writing, etc. Don't get me wrong -- I am extremely blessed and thankful for the life I have! But there's just something about the beach...
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