THE DREAM ~ ON THE MOMENT'S SPUR

Journal

AN IDEA - ON THE MOMENT'S SPUR

Creative Writing is often unplanned, arriving without warning.

Many an idea is lost for want of a pen, a piece of paper, a jotting.

I promise myself that I will not forget “this gem.” But when, even within the hour, I I sit down to write by recall that unplanned idea, motive or first line…

It is lost.

The spontaneity has gone.

Creative writing without spontaneity is lifeless, contrived, worked at, the labour intense effort glaring. Confronted by the endless examples that bombard us, it is best if we discard out of every ten, nine.

IDEA

In this Twenty-Four Seven Age, an Age, an Era like no other, we bemoan the luxury of having time to do anything.

That is all I could remember of what would have been at least a thousand words. I caught a glimpse of a music score, most certainly remembered it ~ how could I possibly forget such music ~ and yet, less than an hour later, the notes and quavers, the treble clefs and base, not to mention the Aria high in the air, seemingly angelic, literally vanished into thin air. If I look harder, I’ll find them in a heap on the floor.

The Idea has now disappeared as pleasant dreams do, those dreams that we do not want to wake up from, and are certain we will never lose, and yet by lunchtime already are fading, and by the evening, forever departed.

Unfertige Notizen. Sie Laufen! September 10. 2023 Webb of Liverpool

5 June 2024
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