Monday, December 14, 2009

Day 45


The idea behind this blog was to force me into this chair, everyday; to sit me down behind this computer, get my fingers typing, get the creative blood flowing. It would be a running start before tackling the mountainous rewrites of a book I'm struggling to finish. This was my self-prescribed treatment for an ugly and festering case of procrastination.

Writing experts say good writing comes from practice. You write, and rewrite, then write some more. I've also heard it said that perfect practice makes perfect. So...what to do? I want to be a good writer, ( published writer), part of the reason for this daily blog. It has worked well, getting me started every day. ( Alas, almost every day, I've missed a few). But is what I've written simply my own ramblings? Does anybody care. Should I continue?

Everyday I've tried to create a few paragraphs of drama out of my somewhat mundane existence. Forming something from a blank computer screen certainly helps with my creativity, but it's also time away from those nagging rewrites. Can I justify my time here? Is it helping? Or is finishing my rewrites more important. Ultimate question then is” Blog or Rewrite. “Enter Mr. Henry Bemis...'Never enough time...'”

I think it's done it's duty. I've gotten past the problem of sitting at the keyboard. Now I need some effective feed back. Not so much on what I'm saying, but technically, with words, phrasing, structure. Critiquing from other writers. Otherwise this turns into a quasi FaceBook page; What am I up to, what am I thinking about. I could literally spend my life on FaceBook, and it seems to me some do.

The point here is that I no longer need this blog on a daily basis. As you know I've been submitting on Scribophile.com. I practice my writing by critiquing their stories. In return, they critique mine. It will serve the same purpose as this blog. When I have something inspiring to say I'll be back here blogging.

To anyone who has read this far: What do you think? Does any of this make sense?

Thanks for reading. Until next time,

Cornelius Butterfield.