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Tag: Writing
Hitting the Wall
Apparently it’s a good thing, getting no where with work. It’s supposedly an awakening of the creative mind, where it slows down and hibernates, thereby going through a stage of renewal.
This is a bunch of pish-posh an elderly art professor tells people when they’re stuck in a lift for fifteen precious seconds of their life, waiting for the red digits to blink ‘4’ so they can be released from awkward elevator conversation. It’s especially unnerving when the professor is known to have made comments about his students’ breasts growing. Sure his advice sounds great, but don’t take it.
The reason why you’re going through this , or okay people like me are, is because you’ve become a victim of routine and your inner animal is clawing at the surface trying to escape, while you shove it into the daily humdrum of catching that bloody bus at 8.20 not 8.30, so you can hop into a train and get to another bus precisely 4 minutes later, to pop into class 10 minutes late.
The cyclicality of it all doesn’t stop there. It goes on and on; your professor will call your name next, will hit the same points about your lethargic getting-there-but-really-nowhere work, followed by a break where you will pee for 15 seconds and then say hi to the person waiting after you, and then look for change in your pocket while staring at things you’re dying to eat but can’t afford to.
I am not complaining about any of these activities. There’s nothing bad about them, it’s just that if it happens everyday, then there’s a big problem. You’re not doing anything with your life, your hitting the wall of your daily existence and getting no where.
So what do you do? Well I’m trying to figure it out, change schedules, do things in different places, watch something I never would, say something I never would to someone I don’t know. Be an epic pain in the ass. I’m not too sure, but finding out will hopefully be worth it.
Keep Growing , Keep Writing
For my writing friends who need a little pat on the back, here are some words of encouragement that will hopefully make you feel better.
One Way or the Other
I’m currently reading two books at the same time. I’m not sure if it’s a common thing- or normal even, but it sure does make things rather thrilling. Especially when it’s
4am and you’ve got the story lines confused. It just adds a little spice to something that’s already so beautiful…Like some cutting cinnamon with a dash of cardamom to a sweet vanilla cupcake. People have told me that the habit is unhealthy for someone who wants to be a full-time writer. “How can you be a writer if you can’t focus on one story or a book?” They ask without wanting a thoughtful answer. I have also been told that such a thing will only further exacerbate my mild attention deficit disorder.
Sometimes it’s nice to have a double sided approach. By reading two completely different books, won’t I get a more varied perspective on life and the world? I guess it’s” commendable” for a literature student to read a classic and the modern equivalent of it in some graphic novel, since it would heighten his/her understanding of the text and the times, however that person would be slightly overloading his/her brain with the same information in two different forms. It’s like watching these two old movie clips :
These two movies have the same plot, and were made in the same year:
I found something more worthwhile though…When I watched the trailer of this film, it reminded me of another movie with a similar title:
The Funny-Light version:
The Heart Wrenching Depressive one:
So you see two similar types of stories which have been coloured in by totally different shades. I would love to wrap myself in a thin old woolly blanket with chewy chips to watch these two together one day-pausing one movie half way, to do the same with the other and resume back to it again. Yes that would be extremely nerve racking for the person who happens to join me for the session, but I think it’ll be an experiment worth the grouchy company.
The Behenji 