A writer's work is harder than you might imagine. It isn't about sitting down and writing what comes into your head. Oh no. It's about ideas and creativity and then structure, structure, structure. Then it's about editing: self-editing and then editing by A. N. Other.
Lizzie knew a theatre person (back in the mists of time) who would start out with the text of a play or some dramatic ideas, then begin to take things out as opposed to adding things in. This process of taking out meant that what was left carried more freight of meaning for the reader because there was 'space' around the signifiers. If everything is spelled out, then there is no room for the piece to breath through it's floating signifiers and no room for some creative search for meaning
I realise this is all sounding somewhat postmodern (Should it have the hyphen these days?) Most of the population prefer classic realist texts that will reassure them that life is knowable and predictable. Most TV is like this. However, I'm afraid this view of life is incorrect. We are in an unknowable and unpredictable universe and our sense that there is a foxed and knowable reality is an illusion.
Hmmm. How did I get from "A writer's work" to our sense of reality being false? Exciting stuff, eh!
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My Big Baba, my maternal great-grandmother, used to read my tea leaves and my cards. She knew I aspired to be a writer. She knew a lot of things.
But a recurring theme of her fortune-telling to me was: "You think too much."
She's been dead now for over 40 years and I still miss her. She never saw my book published, or my glossy magazine articles.
But she believed in me and you can't put a price on that.
And she was right about the too-much-think thing.
Might be you think a tad too much about the process, when you should just get your buns settled in a chair and your fingers hovering over that keyboard.
I hope your work goes well. :)
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