Seems to me it’s a term much more to the point than “writer’s block.”
Author Archives: Mary Ann
another year, another beginning, another chance to get it right
Time is fleeting and so is inspiration. I don’t want my ideas to languish in my head, full of promise but unfulfilled. I don’t want to be satisfied with vague notions about things to do some day, when I have more time. There will never be more time.
I want to implement my ideas faithfully and extravagantly and make them real and whole. I resolve to act knowing I am bound to make messes and mistakes but understanding that messes and mistakes are not detours, but rather, useful and necessary—even fun (sometimes)—parts of my creative journey.
pearl’s in san francisco
Listening to Klezmer.
I fall in love with L again for the look he has on his face when he’s listening to this music which is surely in his genes and for the pleasure I know he feels because he is listening to it with me.
What is lasting? This loving feeling? Or the deep sadness I feel for having to fight for my presence in this relationship, when so much of the time I feel as though there is no L & me. Most of the time, there is only L, and I do not exist.
Perhaps neither feeling is lasting.