Writing. Pfffth.
By Michelle DiPoala on Nov 29, 2009 | In Writing
I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again. (Oscar Wilde)
There's nothing special about autumn that would necessarily lead to my total abandonment of all writing. No all-consuming life events, no tragic finger injury, no kind of projects or extreme busyness to account for the past six weeks of Low Budget Superhero complete and total silence. Not even a lack of ideas. I've even had IDEAS, lots of 'em, fraught with Sarah Palin, Project Runway, guns, babies, quirky coworkers, School House Rock, cops, "As Seen On TV" products -- y'know, the kind of perfectly inane fodder that could garner a couple hundred words a day, easy.
So how come no entry since October 6th? I dunno. I guess I haven't felt like it. I haven't had the words at hand. I'd launch the blog tool that creates a new entry, gaze at the blank page for awhile, be unable to...start...then realized it ain't gonna happen, close the laptop and watch a movie. Or play a few hours of Sim City. Take a quiz to make sure I can still place all fifty states on the map. Whatever. I mean, plenty of stuff happened since October 6th. I just didn't have the words to write about it...they just wouldn't come.
Anybody else who writes just not feel like writing? Words not coming? I joked to Joe that maybe it's no coincidence. Maybe, just maybe, it's a universal-word-count-balance thing. Let me explain. See, I know a few people participating in this challenge, this NanoWriMo thing where they're actually writing a book in one month, and maybe if they have to somehow churn out fifty thousand words in a single month (!), then some of us have to back out and write ZERO words.
Y'know. Like maybe there's only so many writeable words in the universe, floating invisible in the air. I didn't use any for six weeks so the Nanowrimozians could have them. Maybe when they're done with their insanity, the words'll come back to me.
I guess we'll see on December first. I'll use the extra day to make out my Christmas card list.
By the way, I disabled all commenting for awhile. Too many hacky comments, I have to figure out how they're getting in and plug the hole, then I'll re-establish commenting here.
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