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September 28, 2005
More, much, much more
It is not getting there, it's the trip, the process. I miss the creative part of writing my book. Being engulfed in the whole ideas, characters, every seconds and minutes. It's so satisfying. The editing however does not come easy to me, though its probably the most important and most time consuming. I already have started THE PERSIANS, the book I have been thinking of writing for a long time, but It needs to grow in me, the main idea is there. Same thing happened with DREAMS & ILLUSIONS, I wrote the first paragraph and then stopped, letting it to come to me.
I have also been toying with the idea of making RAPPING LONDON, to a play. I haven't written any plays, but one has to start somewhere. I sent the rough draft of the first scene to Dr, B, and I am waiting for her response. I think there is a lot of room for that poem to grow into. There is so much that one can say within a play. I can expand on the theme and showcase both sides of the argument. I guess we will see.
The part of my writing that is suffering the most these days is the poetry. I have not written much, although I have done a few small ones that are posted in the main body of the site. Choob reviewed THE MOON, and he seems to like it.
I am in a flux, I guess writers, always live in the purgatory any way. The business has picked up and it is satisfying to be a good provider again. I have noticed how my life has changed, and I have done so within it. I am always going home, and I will never get there, that is how it goes, to evolve and take more, digest it and create. The Writing life that I have always yearned for, is a traveling life, a going somewhere all the time kind of life, and I like it.
Seasons changing, I like the intimacy and seclusion of the Autumn. although life goes much more quickly for me in Autumn and winter. My eyes are open and my ears also, I am thirsty and I am hungry for more, much, much more.
Posted by Idinraha at September 28, 2005 06:03 PM