I’m sitting here in my
study wanting to write…something - anything…but there is nothing I can find to
hold my interest. The writing
gurus say one should be disciplined and write every day, even when the spirit
is not there. That is easy to say,
but much harder to do. Perhaps I’m
spoiled, used to impromptu writing, where the subject grabs me and the words
come tumbling out with little forethought; this has happened repeatedly, and I
love it. The only real work I have
to do is the re-write. It is much more fun than sitting at the keyboard,
wracking my brain for something of interest. Besides, I write for my pleasure and enjoyment, so why
should I burden myself with the rigid discipline of a professional writer?
On the other hand, even
though I’m writing for personal pleasure, I want to write well, and that
requires commitment and effort..
Looking at it that way, the discipline to daily writing takes on a
different meaning. It is
impossible not to compare my writing experience with my art. They both require the discipline of
practice in order to achieve a degree of competence. I read somewhere that to learn how to paint, one must paint,
and to learn how to write, one must read.
That made sense to me and I began reading memoirs, essays, and other
works of non-fiction by accomplished writers. Time will tell if it has been an effective exercise.
Here is an idea; I should keep a list of subjects I
might want to write about, then periodically select one and simply begin
writing, exploring the first thoughts that come to mind and letting them lead
the way, with no pressure to complete a “finished” narrative.
Well I’ll be…I’ve just
written 290 words about not having anything to write about.