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It’s lately seeming that, the more I work and plan, the more I want to work and plan. The more I actually attempt to work and plan.
The more I work and plan, the more I feel the need to read, to escape the incessant working and planning. But the more I read, the more I crave words, and knowledge. The more I want to write.
It’s nice being driven like this. I’m thirsty.
I found this pretty quote in Frankenstein and decided it fit my mood. That’s why I came upstairs to blog, anyway. I wanted to post this quote:
“…I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquillize the mind as a steady purpose– a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye” (Shelley 2).
See, it’s pretty and fitting (and pretty fitting), if I do say so myself.
Filed under: My Day, Writing | Tags: craving, dialogue, hate, i don't know, idealists, life, love, soon, story, violence, write, Writing, yet
I’m getting there. Almost, almost in that world of cloudy daydreams and crystalline plots. The deep swirl of fantasy is intoxicating: it won’t be long before I’m completely gone, wrapped in a world of my own devising.
Sorcery, blood, ancient prophecies and a universe that parallels this but is so, so different. Romanticism and idealists, cravings to take life and to live life. And, naturally, a huge amount of violence and snappy dialogue… maybe. Assuming I can successfully start into that world and resurface in a few hours.
The problem is starting. Where should it start? With the protagonist dying? With her sister being murdered? Or perhaps with a prophecy.
I don’t know yet, but soon. Soon I’ll just do it, just write it, and see if it’ll turn out. And if it doesn’t, well, I know what won’t work.
Almost.
Kick Drum Heart 