I think writing’s the problem sometimes. Thinking I have to write everything down. It stressed me. Like a self-done bruise. I always need to be noting or capturing, working…. Think I heard Stephen King say “the good stuff sticks”. Why can’t I adopt and enact such an act? Why do I work so hard, so much?
Used to say “Think less, write more.” Rather I should be of the way, “Write less, live more.” Write after. Okay.. I taught myself something. Right to Rate Your Professor. Or not. I don’t want to be THAT student, even if it’s complementary.
Writing and I now have a different relationship. Proof of it would be, or will be.. I don’t know, tonight I guess? Stop writing after this? I’d urge students in any English class to do that.. rather than run around with a mini notebook or tablet, gather a bunch of life, scenes and voices, interactions… save it all for one sitting, one occasion a day with the chair and desk where you amplify and re-translate the day.
Friday. Day winding down, closing. Started doing so before 3pm, in my eye. Had sort of a customer service call a bit ago, and now nothing.