![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
One of those days
Aug. 31st, 2010 08:57 pm...when disparate parts of the internet come together to give you a prod.
This morning I read a post on Behind Ballet (the blog of The Australian Ballet) entitled The inexplicable need to dance. Written by a member of the company, it opened with a famous quote: “I don’t want people who want to dance, I want people who have to dance” and expanded on that theme, encompassing other passions and the role of balance rather than succumbing to an all-consuming passion.
All very interesting, I thought, as I sat down to write a shopping list & drove into town, but do I have any kind of passion like that? Have I killed off any hope of that sort of thing by making consistently sensible decisions throughout my schooling etc.?
I might have started to feel a bit down about the whole thing, if I hadn't sat down on my return and read Jessewave's blog, which today featured "Oh no! The dreaded Writer's Block!" written by Victor J. Banis as part of the "Ins & Outs of M/M Romance" series which is on-going over there.
That post kind of made my day. I've been struggling to find time to even think about writing recently, but the number of times I went "I do that!", "I know!" and "OMG I'm glad I'm not the only one!" made me realise: I have found my 'inexplicable need'. It is to write; to tell stories. I may be years off being in a position to sell my stories, but I am a writer.
One thing which, for me, really linked Victor's post to the one about ballet was this:
"Jonathan Kellerman has a character in one of his novels remark that when an aspiring student says he wants to be a writer, he knows there is no hope for him, but when he says he wants to write, there is at least a slight hope."
I don't think I want to write: I think I need to. Otherwise I'm just a person who hears voices of made-up people in her head...
This morning I read a post on Behind Ballet (the blog of The Australian Ballet) entitled The inexplicable need to dance. Written by a member of the company, it opened with a famous quote: “I don’t want people who want to dance, I want people who have to dance” and expanded on that theme, encompassing other passions and the role of balance rather than succumbing to an all-consuming passion.
All very interesting, I thought, as I sat down to write a shopping list & drove into town, but do I have any kind of passion like that? Have I killed off any hope of that sort of thing by making consistently sensible decisions throughout my schooling etc.?
I might have started to feel a bit down about the whole thing, if I hadn't sat down on my return and read Jessewave's blog, which today featured "Oh no! The dreaded Writer's Block!" written by Victor J. Banis as part of the "Ins & Outs of M/M Romance" series which is on-going over there.
That post kind of made my day. I've been struggling to find time to even think about writing recently, but the number of times I went "I do that!", "I know!" and "OMG I'm glad I'm not the only one!" made me realise: I have found my 'inexplicable need'. It is to write; to tell stories. I may be years off being in a position to sell my stories, but I am a writer.
One thing which, for me, really linked Victor's post to the one about ballet was this:
"Jonathan Kellerman has a character in one of his novels remark that when an aspiring student says he wants to be a writer, he knows there is no hope for him, but when he says he wants to write, there is at least a slight hope."
I don't think I want to write: I think I need to. Otherwise I'm just a person who hears voices of made-up people in her head...
