i haven't blogged the last few days not because i've been busy with christmas, but because i've been Writing... Writing the way i used to write, Writing the way i remember Writing when i was a kid, and Writing was something i did for fun, not because anyone said i had to.
this is the best kind of Writing i know how to do.
it's the kind where the world around me disappears, where the characters step out of the screen and start to do things on their own, and characters you weren't expecting appear out of nowhere, or even, sometimes, the bushes. it's like watching a movie, reading a book and playing make-believe all at once.
the trouble with this kind of Writing is that it's the only thing i want to do. interruptions of any kind, even biologically necessary ones, like sleeping and eating, become only means to an end. i go to sleep not because i'm necessarily tired but because i can wake up in eight hours and start all over again...i eat, not because i'm necessarily hungry, but because i can feel my brain craving certain chemicals, certain compounds.
it is also, by its very nature, a most solitary pursuit, and for me, the OtherWorld, especially once i find myself well-esconced, is a most seductive place.
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.