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All right, already!
Nov. 6th, 2007 10:29 amI haven't composed anything but blog entries for a month and I haven't really missed the writing. I feel no big push to get back to writing fiction—even though for several years running this is the time of year when I start a new novel. I've even considered giving up writing completely (again), and it hasn't set off any kind of alarm in me. (Nor, I should note, inspired anything stronger than a vague "Yeah sure" in any of my friends—who have heard this song before. And before, and before...)
No comforting words are required from them (and they know that) because this is just something I am shifting through in my mind, and even as it shifts the Let's Get Real part of my brain knows that it's highly unlikely I will ever quit writing. But the paradigm may be shifting. I am reevaluating what it means to me to be a writer—and I have no idea where that may end up.
Over the weekend![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kateelliot led a Bittercon panel discussion on the subject of "Why do you write (and what does publishing have to do with it)?" I thought I should participate in that topic, but I didn't, mainly because at this point I haven't a fricking clue. I seem to be in one of my periodic redefinition phases, wherein I rethink everything from the ground up and consider other courses of behavior. Fortunately, these redefinitions aren't frequent—maybe once or twice a decade—but until they subside, my sense of mission fails me.
How can one have a mission if one is uncertain who one is?
Or maybe I've got that reversed. Lord knows there are plenty of people on missions precisely because they don't know who they are. Much damage therein ensues.
So let's just say I'm taking a break from who I am in order to see who I might become.
As a capper to my ponderfications, this quote came out of the file today:
Random quote of the day:
"You may be able to take a break from writing, but you won't be able to take a break from being a writer."
—Stephen Leigh
All right, already!
( Illustrated version. )
No comforting words are required from them (and they know that) because this is just something I am shifting through in my mind, and even as it shifts the Let's Get Real part of my brain knows that it's highly unlikely I will ever quit writing. But the paradigm may be shifting. I am reevaluating what it means to me to be a writer—and I have no idea where that may end up.
Over the weekend
kateelliot led a Bittercon panel discussion on the subject of "Why do you write (and what does publishing have to do with it)?" I thought I should participate in that topic, but I didn't, mainly because at this point I haven't a fricking clue. I seem to be in one of my periodic redefinition phases, wherein I rethink everything from the ground up and consider other courses of behavior. Fortunately, these redefinitions aren't frequent—maybe once or twice a decade—but until they subside, my sense of mission fails me. How can one have a mission if one is uncertain who one is?
Or maybe I've got that reversed. Lord knows there are plenty of people on missions precisely because they don't know who they are. Much damage therein ensues.
So let's just say I'm taking a break from who I am in order to see who I might become.
As a capper to my ponderfications, this quote came out of the file today:
Random quote of the day:
"You may be able to take a break from writing, but you won't be able to take a break from being a writer."
—Stephen Leigh
All right, already!
( Illustrated version. )