I am supposed to be writing every day now. I was actually doing this until a few weeks ago then it all got out of hand and I found myself sneaking off from my work and family to be with my story. So I had to end that little affair.
For me at least, compulsion and creativity have always been intertwined. One does not exist without the other. Perhaps that is naïve. Perhaps there is some other way. If there is, enlighten me.
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Hmmm. I have no sense of balance myself. I distinctly recall biting my roommate's head off on a regular basis for interrupting me when I was trying to write. I think it just goes with the territory. I hope you'll keep writing, though. I want to read that story of yours!
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