15 May 2006
Being a sick writer…er, being a writer, sick…
Thing about being sick and being a writer, that is, the thing about being sick while being a writer, is that the sickness is like death. All we ask for as writers is enough time to do our writing and the inspiration to work from. When we are sick, we have at least the time…and I have had plenty of inspiration lately. In fact, so much that I’m just dying to write it out of my heart and mind, to express myself in some way. That sickness, however, is more torture than repose.
I am bedridden this week, freshly home from a tonsillectomy, and I cannot get anything done. I have played video games, watched movies, and even managed to go out for a drive, but I have not gotten anything done. I have sat (or rather, reclined) with my computer on my lap, staring into the infinite white void that is “Document1” for hours, closed the screen, and felt quite good about the work I did not do. It is hard to tell whether it is the narcotic pain relievers or the excruciating pain from the open sores in my throat, but I cannot concentrate on what I am feeling long enough to put it to words.
Labels: creative process, driving, drugs, inspiration, movies, sick, tonsillectomy, tonsils, video games, writer's block, writing
Site News - exams, moving, tonsils, tonsillectomy, urban improv
Sorry it’s been so long! I’ve been taking exams, moving home, and recovering from a tonsillectomy, so things have been a bit too wild to upload anything new and exciting. However, I have an article about just that experience up now! Enjoy!
(PS, another urban improv article soon!)
Labels: exams, moving, tonsillectomy, tonsils, urban improv
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