Rainey....I loved this and appreciate it so much....We have much in common with writing and thinking and the wonder involved in it. I'm so proud of you and look forward to a writing marathon...blessings, Ellen
Interesting. I have a 90 year old artist acquaintance who paints large, abstract figurative painting, but who begins every day of work by drawing in an Italian Renaissance mode - to get things flowing - and very well indeed. So much so that you'd almost think they are real 15th Century drawings in miraculously pristine condition. He's got thousands of them by now, of course, and seldom lets any go. I've pretty much stopped writing longhand, since even I have trouble reading my own writing these days. I realize that's not the point of this exercise, since even the writer is not intended to ever read the beginning-of-day writing. Maybe I'll try it. In a way I already am, writing at 2 AM on the pad I keep beside my bed, to capture those precious thoughts that come at that hour - and then fly away, never to return. Often not even returning in the morning, as I try to puzzle out what I scribbled in the night. Though I will say that when I've been scribbling at 2 AM, the writing the next morning almost always flows - and gets going without a hint of writer's block. (I need to get a copy of the book!)
Rainey....I loved this and appreciate it so much....We have much in common with writing and thinking and the wonder involved in it. I'm so proud of you and look forward to a writing marathon...blessings, Ellen
Thank you, Ellen! How lovely to see you here. Thanks for the kind note.
Interesting. I have a 90 year old artist acquaintance who paints large, abstract figurative painting, but who begins every day of work by drawing in an Italian Renaissance mode - to get things flowing - and very well indeed. So much so that you'd almost think they are real 15th Century drawings in miraculously pristine condition. He's got thousands of them by now, of course, and seldom lets any go. I've pretty much stopped writing longhand, since even I have trouble reading my own writing these days. I realize that's not the point of this exercise, since even the writer is not intended to ever read the beginning-of-day writing. Maybe I'll try it. In a way I already am, writing at 2 AM on the pad I keep beside my bed, to capture those precious thoughts that come at that hour - and then fly away, never to return. Often not even returning in the morning, as I try to puzzle out what I scribbled in the night. Though I will say that when I've been scribbling at 2 AM, the writing the next morning almost always flows - and gets going without a hint of writer's block. (I need to get a copy of the book!)