(c) Nimbue
Dear Vincent,
So I’m just basically letting this thing write itself. The inspiration comes and goes, and when it goes I just work on something else. You can’t just make something happen, ya know? It just comes to you. Most of the time mine comes when I’m about to fall asleep, but that’s besides the point. Drafts are scattered in word documents, around my desk, in drafts on my blog. They just kind of sit there until I decide to work on them again.
I guess I don’t have a whole lot of time to work on them now, but that’s besides the point.
I don’t know. With everything that’s going on I just let things happen how they happen. I can’t worry about too many things anymore, and it’ll all work out in the end if it’s meant to be. That makes sense doesn’t it? I mean, stressing about something late at night just makes me more tired, then I feel more behind, and its just this continuous cycle of stress that I don’t need in the middle of the semester. Maybe closer towards the end. But for now I’m just pushing it away until I can get to a point that I can handle it again. Might take awhile but its fine.
I wish I had one solid piece of poetry that was written . I wish there was one piece that let me think “yeah, okay this is working. Keep going.” But that hasn’t happened yet. It’ll probably happen once it’s like three days before the assignment is due and then I’m trying to figure out how all of this is going to come together. That’s normally what happens with me. That’s okay, but I really need to get better about it.
I just need one poem. One something that is completely written and at least mostly has no flaws in it (all of my work has flaws. It’s why I have to abandon it once I’m done with it).
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