Friday, October 21, 2005
"There’s at least nine books there to write, and I know that others will come to mind. Sometimes it’s not a problem of not having an idea, but of too many ideas crowding in, demanding my attention when I need to focus on something else. Sometimes that’s as bad as being blocked, because if you have too many things staring you in the face, it’s easy to freeze, unable to go forward or backwards"
Caro(a new and wonderful blogger I've discovered) has put into words what I have felt for a long time. But I'm committed to this Edith Wharton-esque novel because it's the first plot that I've had in a long time where I actually heard the protagonists speaking to me, their movements and actions and reactions and conflicts laid right there on the table for me. Even though I do love all of the brilliant plots and characters that have come to me in flashes over the past few months, I'm going to stick with this one because it's speaking to me, a piccolo trilling shrilly over the din of the past year. But it also scares me and makes me freeze up because things have been going so dismally, I fear that this is a whim, a fluke and even if I write this manuscript and it is really great, I won't be able to reproduce afterwards. But yes, what Caro said is true, and it's kind of painful and confusing to be inside of the insidious cycle.
i can be. anything.
21.10.05
