April 21, 2003

Fragments Under New Management

I have this feeling that soon things will change back toward the old normal... where I wake up eager to write about some fragment I've seen or heard or thought, to write undistracted by threats of war or war itself, to have words flow without guilt about neglecting the class reading or the term paper. I can imagine once again feeling some kind of connection to my fictitious listener who is my audience... that someone who really, honestly cares to know what's happening in my life, my senses, my imagination.

I'll be honest. I haven't felt like I've had very much passion in writing the past two or three months because of the oppression of current events and obligation to this class I'll be wrapping up this week. I just looked back through the past three weeks' entries to see if there was something worth submitting to Carnival of the Vanities. There wasn't. Yawn. No wonder my fictitious listener has nodded off. Maybe by this time next week. We'll see.

This is a personal journal of sorts, after all. Maybe it's not so strange that there are peaks and troughs recorded here because they certainly exist in the life that it chronicles. You folks who've been blogging for a year or more... (and especially if your 'material' comes from personal experience and not political opinion, of which there is never a short supply): what has been your cycle of creativity and ennui? Troughs along the way? Anyone? Personally, I'm ready for at least a peaklet. Maybe I need Centrum Silver. Got any good herbal rememdies for writer's block? Perhaps a good cathartic... like podophyllum. Don't know what that is? Hmmm. I think I feel a blog coming on already.

Posted by fred1st at April 21, 2003 05:00 AM | TrackBack
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More troughs than peaks really.
Most of the fun to me is the discipline of it, I rarely am inspired.
That having been said, blogging is a unique thing for all of us, and that has been my inspiration I guess.
I wouldn't have wanted to miss the amazing people I meet.
I'd still write whether anyone ever read or not.
As for creativity....that's a really good question, is it innate or cultivated? Blog on!

Posted by: Bene Diction at April 21, 2003 06:03 AM

It's been a while. Lest you think noone out here cares about what's happening in Goose Creek, let me assure you that I began to feel just the slightest bit of panic when none of my old links worked and I wasn't sure I'd find the new one. Finally here, it felt like a homecoming of sorts. Thank you for still blogging.

I think the long winter has zapped many of passion. When the cold lingers into April it seems to take a bit longer for my heart, mind and imagination to come out of hibernation. The payoff for the long, wet winter was a beautiful thing to behold, however, so I won't hold a grudge against Mother Nature.

We decided to pick the coldest, iciest winter to move my mother-in-law to Roanoke from Tampa, Florida. After convincing her that Roanoke winters are very mild and "it won't really be a big transition". Thank heavens for the azaleas, the Bradford Pears, the dogwoods!!! These took some of the sarcasm from her voice when she repeated our former promises of a mild winter back to us. The bursting of color in the Roanoke Valley overwhelmed her as I drove her around in an effort to convince her that the move here was a sound decision.

Anyway, it is good to be home Fred. I have missed you and Ann and often wondered how life was going over there. I've just been up to my eyeballs in "mother-in-law" and children...and I am happy to say, church. I've rejoined my church choir and that always seems to claim more time that I think it will. Thanks for blogging when you don't feel like it. It is appreciated out here.

Posted by: Lisa at April 21, 2003 06:31 AM

you know fred, i'm a new reader here, because of an npr listen of one of your essays. since then i've some here daily to read and enjoy your entries. i love your journal and see no problems here.

doing these daily journals is fun and sometimes hard because, at least for me, it's a forced creativity type thing. maybe bloggers feel a certain pressure to say something cogent or clever and that makes it hard to create. speaking personally here, anytime i feel the pressure to come up with a song or melody that's worthy of being listened to, i find my mind blank yet when i'm noodling around on the banjo absentmindedly, sometimes my wife will wander in the room and surprise me with a comment on the melody i've been playing for the past half hour but don't know what it is because i've not been paying attention. SEEMS to me, creativity comes and goes on it's own schedule and trying to make it conform to our schedules just isn't going to always work..

so i think, write here what you will and us readers (and fellow bloggers) will read. sometimes the numbers of readers and commenters goes up, sometimes it goes down. it's all part of the cycle. my vote is for you to keep on making entries as they strike you and let the brilliance come on it's own schedule. besides, one man's ho-hum is another man's brilliance, so you never know what of you will inspire others.

Posted by: bud at April 21, 2003 10:07 AM

I've experienced a little trough myself lately on my own site. It's been mostly due to a combination of much overtime at work (lately I've been spending 56 hours a week in front of a computer there--who wants to when you get home?) and some glitches at Blogger which lost me my beautiful, handmade template. It's a little depressing to go there and see how drab it is in the transition period. But I'm beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel, in both areas, so I look forward to higher peaks soon.... Please keep writing. I don't get over here as often as I'd like, but it's always refreshing and edifying when I do. Blessings upon you!

Posted by: Debi at April 23, 2003 07:09 AM

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