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“When it don’t come
easy…” Title words to one of my favorite songs by Kathy Griffin. My writing
life is often this way. Lately I’ve wondered if I’ll ever really finish this
novel I’ve been working on for too long now.
“Time keeps moving
from a crawl to a run…” My daily time seems to crawl and I feel I can’t
lift my feet. My yearly time is running away without me. I can’t keep up.
“If you break down, I’ll
drive out and find you…” So, whenever I’m trying to get my gears going
again I sometimes read other writer’s books on writing and this time I chose “Zen
in the Art of Writing” by Ray Bradbury. I
can’t believe I’ve only just found this book of essays. RB’s total being is
consumed with writing, and the joy he finds in it almost makes me feel ashamed.
Well not almost. It does. I cried.
“I don’t know nothing
but that change will come…” Ashamed of my seeming cowardice, lack of
enthusiasm and general grumpy complaining, got me to thinking after reading and
absorbing his total commitment to his craft and his joy in that commitment,
that it is far and away time for me to find my joy in writing again. Because I’ve
lost it.
“You're
out there walking down a highway, and all of the signs got blown away. Sometimes
you wonder if you're walking in the wrong direction.” I’m walking in the wrong
direction. I must find my joy again. I’m going to test RB’s advice to look
inside, listen to my subconscious and remember memories. Associate words with
my imagination and give in to whatever I find there. It’s time to move and dream and find joy. It’s
time to reassess, even… “When It Don’t Come Easy.”
If you care to hear the song, here it is....
