Writing is making love under a crescent moon: I see shadows of what’s to come, and it’s enough; I have faith in what I can’t see and it’s substantiated by a beginning, a climax, an ending. And if it’s an epic novel in hand, I watch the sunrise amid the twigs and dewing grass; the wordplay is what matters.
Simply put, I’m in love, and any inconvenience is merely an afterthought.
The sun tips the horizon; the manuscript is complete. The author, full of profound exhaustion, lays his stylus aside. His labor of love stretches before him, beautiful, content, sleeping, until the next crescent moon stars the evening sky.
Stichwörter: writing writing-life love-of-writing on-being-a-rat
Writing makes me hard, like a fisherman, and brown from the heat. Tossing out and reeling in is a job for visionaries and those with calloused hands.
Chila WoychikStichwörter: writing-life visionaries on-being-a-rat writing-effort writing-is-hard
I suck the words word-dry
to me, assimilated
orderly at breakeye speed
still hard and harder
softer then
line-lined book-dry
‘til not a drop
of water-blood
from oak and elm
and authored men
is left to whisper
“Read…
Stichwörter: reading writing creativity writing-life writing-process on-being-a-rat poetry-about-writing
Today I fed him right off the bat, and only checked Facebook twice.
Chila WoychikStichwörter: inspiration writing-life the-muse on-being-a-rat writing-muse
The Page awaits the Inspiration even as Inspiration roams the world of man, seeking a Page upon which to unfurl itself, body and soul, bare yet clothed in immortality if not immediacy.
And the gods said, “Let there be a Page, and many a Page,” and there was a Book. And we saw that the Book was good.
Stichwörter: books writing-life writing-process writing-inspiration writing-style on-being-a-rat
When reading a book, one hopes it doesn’t turn into a painful process. Predictable is bad enough. Laborious is acceptable if the labor produces fruit. But with painfully bad writing, all one can do is grab a hatchet, slice off its head, and bury it.
Chila WoychikStichwörter: writing creativity writing-life bad-writing on-being-a-rat
If a book can save—redeem us from the mediocrity of the mundane—surely, there must be a God.
Chila WoychikStichwörter: reading books writing writing-life reading-for-life on-being-a-rat wonder-of-books
I think that’s why I write—the not knowing and the blasted good feeling I get out of it all.
Chila WoychikStichwörter: writing writing-life rats
Nonfiction. I didn’t choose it as much as it chose me. It squatted and birthed me one raw winter day then jerked me up and set me to scribing.
Chila WoychikStichwörter: writing nonfiction writing-life rats writing-process
I feign knowledge of writing: that I know something about it, that I should have learned something after all these years, that I might know something tomorrow.
I read too much and write too little, or write too much and live too little. I have no classical education, no literary degree. I’m not specialized, Hugoed or geniusized; should I be writing at all?
In this whole vast world, I’m a female peon sitting here at night wondering what it is I want to say. I aim for fluidity. But no, nix that line, that thought, this life. That’s the crux of it, isn’t it? This life: it’s out of reach. I’m not sure what I’m saying anymore.
Stichwörter: writing writing-life rats writing-process stream-of-consciousness
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