the keyboards are flying

Well...the keyboards aren’t actually flying, but our fingers are.  Wait.  Now I just got an image of our fingers literally flying off our hands and sailing out of the window.  Let me rephrase that one more time.  We are writing tons. Okay, Phew.  I’m glad that’s cleared up. 

It’s wonderful having writers in the house.  The whole day focused around writing.  It a different energy than when it’s just Don and me. Even though we write during the day in our regular life as well.  It’s a different kind of focus because we’ve put away this chunk of time and other than making breakfast and dinner, we don’t have the regular chores and need-to-do list of things that must be done.  There’s different, stronger kind of writing energy when I get up from my desk for a short break, stretch, to replenish my tea.  Walking into the kitchen I have to go past my husband in his writing room, past J____ pounding away on his computer in the dining room, past the stairway, knowing that K__ is upstairs working hard.  It’s like the house is buzzing with creativity.  And if you were blindfolded and brought into the house, you’d still feel it.  Then after we are fortified with dinner and a glass of wine we read our stuff and get feedback from each other.  Help, tweaks or overhauls, whatever is called for. 

And after the slightly nervous read your stuff/feedback time, where one always feels a little vulnerable, then the relief and conversations that follow make one feel a little lighter, sillier.  It’s such a gift to have this dedicated chunk of time. 

Not only that, but I was really struggling with my manuscript over Christmas.  There was one day last week where I was terribly depressed (I didn’t blog that day) the manuscript was just not working and it was like I was banging my head over and over into a brick wall, but then right after one of the darkest writing days I’ve suffered through in a long long time, the next day, it’s like a veil was lifted and I knew what I needed to do to address this problem that had been plaguing me.  I tried it out, and it didn’t work, but it led me to another idea THAT REALLY WORKS!  Anyway, it’s been really exciting these last few days and I feel very hopeful.

Bye for now. 

Lots of love to my kids scattered across the globe.  xo

Posted by Meg Tilly on Sunday, December 30, 2007 in Chewing the Fat

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