“When anybody asks, 'What are you writing about now?' if I try to reply, the book-in-the-works sounds so idiotic to me that I think, 'Why am I trying to write that puerile junk?' So now I give up; if I could talk about it, I wouldn't have to write it."
- Madeleine L'Engle, A Circle of Quiet


Words Words Words

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Miss Eliza Doolittle may have gotten sick of them, but I don’t think I ever could. I can trace my first recognition of my word obsession to my first experience with Magnetic Poetry; however, I have always loved written words – their spelling, their arrangement on a page, the rhythm of them as I read.

Notice I said “written” words. The spoken ones I can do with or without equally. They are necessary, I suppose, and certainly have their place, but I think of them as more utilitarian than as an object of affection.

Maybe it stems from my mother reading to me from the time I was just a teeny little thing. She tells me my favorite toys were books. She would put me in a playpen with dolls and blocks and other toys, and a book. I would pick out the book every time. I’d sit and “read” it, which, I am told, consisted of my holding it upside down and babbling, but I’m sure I thought I was reading it.

These days, we have a house full of books and I can’t get enough. My Geek says we should get rid of some of them, but he loves books too and neither of us has the heart to actually take any action toward that goal.

In the past few years, I have developed an interest in writing as well as reading. This is not an entirely new desire, just one that I have finally begun to consider nurturing. Even as a child, I used to dabble in writing things. I wrote a song about my then favorite syndicated character, Holly Hobby. I wrote my own interpretation of the Easter story on a giant card/book for my parents one year. I even tried to start a biography once when I was about ten years old or so.

In more recent years, I have jumped head first into NaNoWriMo twice and dangled my toes in the water once, which means I have three partial novels which I would like to finish. But all the typical excuses get in the way – mainly the “I’m too busy” excuse.

So, at this point, my only writing outlet is this blog, but I mean to start changing that soon. I’d like to pick up one of those NaNo novels and continue it to completion. I’m enjoying this new format so far, even though it has only been half a week, and I hope that this “Words on Wednesday” scheme (my apologies to the “Wordless Wednesday” folks) helps me to become more serious about writing. We shall see.

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At 1/02/2008 11:21 PM, Blogger Scribbit wrote:

It's good to see you back and posting again--and I'm cheering for you with the goals.


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