“Trust me, a likely fellow! — Come, prick me Bull-calf till he roar again.”
— Falstaff, Henry IV Part 2, Act III, scene 2
I’m having trouble with the “Writing” part of this 100 Days thingee.
The core reason, I think, is I’m used to writing long-form, not dashing off 100 word posts that barely get a second to congeal on the page/screen. When I’m writing longer, I prewrite (ideation, brainstorming, daydreaming, whatever you choose to call it), draft (as quickly as possible), print out the draft and put it away for a day, edit, rewrite as necessary, edit again, rewrite wholesale if necessary, print out, edit, more edits, and then prior to publishing on WordPress, I make 6–20 online edits, tag for metadata, add links and fuss with images until I decide it’s ready to “Publish.”
Long-form writing is like deep-sea diving.
These posts are like scooping out a delicious little dollop of ice cream — all delivered to you in a snap.
In Zen and the Art of Writing, Ray Bradbury paraphrases an Oscar Wilde poem, swapping out the word “Love” for “Art.”
Bradbury further emphasizes it can be replaced with “creativity,” or anything, actually, that requires nurturing and care:
“Art will fly if held too lightly,
Art will die if held too tightly,
Lightly, tightly, how do I know,
Whether I’m holding or letting Art go?”
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