Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Monday, October 28, 2013
Saturday, October 26, 2013
So funny! They should make a The Trip 2..
MZD: Writing takes consistent patience. You have to go at it day per day, and for an extended period of time. I write six days a week, pretty much ten hours a day, more or less. Write every day. But the Jane Goodall Method is this - you have to climb that tree and sit there. You might not get anything for a day or even a week, but eventually, on the periphery, you'll see the bushes and trees begin to shake. Then they'll show themselves, these stories, characters, and plot lines, they'll accept your presence, they'll come up to you, and before long you'll be picking lice out of each other's hair.
Interviewer: They'll accept you into the fold.
MZD: Exactly, but you have to show up every day. You can't show up for a few days, get discouraged and pack up, or else when you want to pick up where you left off, you'll have to start all over again. Conversely, once you've gained the trust of these stories, and they're accepting you and letting you in, you can't just up and disappear. If you do that, and then just come back like nothing ever happened, they'll start flinging feces at you.
Interiewer: I really like that, the analogy, not the feces.
MZD: It's true though. The start is slow, but once you get going, there's no stopping, and if you do prematurely, i.e you don't sit down and write every day, your mind will wonder, you'll lose focus, and those stories will reject you, retreat to those trees and bushes, never to be seen again. So you have to be like Jane Goodall and camp out where the stories are, and that is at the keyboard, or the pen or paper, typewriter, whatever.
Link to the interview here, but the site doesn't seem to be working. Luckily I have this quote saved! Hopefully it'll help some of ya'll out.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Monday, October 21, 2013
I'm interested in knowing what I have to let go of. I seem to be hanging on to something. I'm thinking whatever my thoughts are or aren't, in terms of thinking, I seem to be hanging on to something. It's like a polarity. The yin and yang. I'm hanging on to one end, and I need to let go of both, and just let them swirl around.