Micro Entrepreneurism, Simple Living & Art
when you start to tell yourself that youre gonna write a book some things start to occurr. at least in my world. one, i start to get nervous about writing. where as before i could write and write and write, and not pay particular attention to what exactly it is that i am writing about, now suddenly i have to not only have a purpose in mind when i sit down to write, but also a topic, and for the love of god, and overall theme. damn. i cant write like that. its not how ive written before. so why does writing a book have to go and make me be all serious and “real”? im working on it. because heres the thing. im going to write a book. but the whole reason i came to this conclusion is not because i want to change or better my writing practices to level of writing a book, but more because i think some of the things that i already write, and the style that i already write in (when im not “writing this book”) is the kind of book that i want to write. so i need to move forward with all intentions of writing this book, without changing a damn thing about the way, the why, and the how of my writing. i gotta get it all down on paper or computer or typewriter and then i can go back and reread and nitpick it to death because the content will already be there, as will the lovely flow that makes the world go round.
and then there is the when you tell other people that youre going to write a book. id say that 99.6% of them believe that im kidding. or that i might want to write a book, i might think i have the words to write a book, but who the hell gets published these days anyways. and dont i know that books are going to be extinct by the time i get my act together.
my book isnt going to be a story in the typical sense. its more going to be a collection and accumulation. a connection of ideas. balance. circles. and flow. nothing exists or happens in a vaccuum.