damn yerba mate
This is an awful feeling, trying to shake the effect of a slow stimulant while feeling restless. I feel like taking a chance creatively but I am severely lacking the tools and discipline. You know, the ol' standby just doesn't cut it. I need amplification. And a keyboard.
I've been reading a textbook focused on writing about film. The book assumes one's interest or liking of movies and uses that as a tool to improve one's writing ability. Often discussed is the value of film analysis and in turn how to effectively keep notes while viewing a film at the same time. Who knows, maybe film reviewing might become a job for yours truly. I dunno, I have a freaking hard time trying to write with propulsion and not erasing lines and going over them again. It's frustrating. Even my friendly emails are like that. It takes too long to write even the most banal of remarks and pleasantries. Oh well, stream of consciousness ain't my thing; nor is proper grammar, apparently.
I need to become more efficient, it's true. Reading, writing, practicing-- all these things are important and are tied together in the embodiment of a true "creative." It's about learning and applying what you know right away. I feel there shouldn't be a reason or a right time to sit down and scribble away or dabble in something. Whether it's writing prose or some music, it just needs to happen -- like an artist, who sketches involuntarily or just through habit. How else does one keep the brain-machine lubed?
Ooo.. how about this for on-the-spot. A kind woman today remarked that she really liked my deli-meat slicing but went as far as to ask why I'm working there. I sheepishly grinned, avoiding eye contact, while I wrapped her turkey and then said the following-
"Well, it's a necessary holding place for me right now. This is Purgatory between two worlds, so you gotta try to make the most of it."
Well, something like that. Anyway, I believe I know what she meant implicitly and it feels good being impressionable.
-J
I've been reading a textbook focused on writing about film. The book assumes one's interest or liking of movies and uses that as a tool to improve one's writing ability. Often discussed is the value of film analysis and in turn how to effectively keep notes while viewing a film at the same time. Who knows, maybe film reviewing might become a job for yours truly. I dunno, I have a freaking hard time trying to write with propulsion and not erasing lines and going over them again. It's frustrating. Even my friendly emails are like that. It takes too long to write even the most banal of remarks and pleasantries. Oh well, stream of consciousness ain't my thing; nor is proper grammar, apparently.
I need to become more efficient, it's true. Reading, writing, practicing-- all these things are important and are tied together in the embodiment of a true "creative." It's about learning and applying what you know right away. I feel there shouldn't be a reason or a right time to sit down and scribble away or dabble in something. Whether it's writing prose or some music, it just needs to happen -- like an artist, who sketches involuntarily or just through habit. How else does one keep the brain-machine lubed?
Ooo.. how about this for on-the-spot. A kind woman today remarked that she really liked my deli-meat slicing but went as far as to ask why I'm working there. I sheepishly grinned, avoiding eye contact, while I wrapped her turkey and then said the following-
"Well, it's a necessary holding place for me right now. This is Purgatory between two worlds, so you gotta try to make the most of it."
Well, something like that. Anyway, I believe I know what she meant implicitly and it feels good being impressionable.
-J