Burning Down the House

The sun is pouring in as I type. I had insomnia last night, but I'm not LOSING IT yet, which is a blessing. Also, I managed to have a dream among all that wakefulness. I had a dream that I watched what was my house in the dream, burn down. I kept asking myself if there was anything in there that couldn't be replaced. I listed all my objects in my mind and then I remembered: my novel! Could I live without it? Should I start over? I thought about the opening paragraph and thought I could probably remember some of it and then it would be okay. But then just as I told myself it was okay that the novel was burned up, a voice in me started yelling: NO! NO! NO! And I began to panic--my novel! There MUST BE another copy of it SOMEWHERE!
I know it's TOTALLY ANNOYING to read about other people's dreams, but I just can't get this one out of my mind. There's a message here, I just know it.
My critic is HUGE this last week. I know why, I think. It's because My Something, an Anything for 30 days has sparked some interesting things outside of just DOING IT. It's becoming SOMETHING and my ego is cackling its little devlish head off, thinking it's WON something. These flyers are a practice I enjoy, but I watched today, yesterday, and the day before's speak back to me in that awful way: This sucks, not as good as others, blah, blah, blah. DANG IT! I need to release the inevitable judgement that comes and remember that it's just PLAY.
I'm in the home stretch. Only 6 more to go in the official 30 days, though I want to continue this practice beyond the end date. As I've said before, I like discovering what's waiting to be discovered. I like to see the pages build up. I like the little life they are depicting. I have a bigger, annual project I am also full steam ahead in: The 2007 Great Gals Calendar. I also am going into the studio at the end of the month to demo my new collection of songs. Stuff is HAPPENING. But this little 15 minute excersize has GOT ME.
If anybody has any nouns they want to shoot my way, I'd be much obliged. I have a stack of index cards I am working on, but I am afraid of when I run out or get too familiar with them! Shoot some subjects in a noun form, my way willya? They just might show up on a flyer!

3 Comments:
I remember that guy and with the cane! I'm sure I haven't thought about him even in passing for many years. Thanks for the memory.
summer! i love you! here's a couple choice nouns from my brainal regions: rollercoaster. baking. thunder. monkeys.
Boreas! That is UNBELIEVABLE! I had no idea that anyone else knew about him! I can still hear his voice asking ne, "Aren't you going to say hello?" I feel SO GUILTY for just running away. Poor guy.
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