If people ask me if I like art, my response is yeah as long as it looks like it took some actual work and effort to make it. I mean if my kids when they were in kindergarten could do it then it isn’t art. I ma one of those people who feel that classical standards should in some way be maintained but more on that in my Rabyd Philosophy coming next. For the purpose of writing I simply say it is also an art and the picture above is very symbolic of my struggle and when I saw it I felt an instant connection to it. Right now I have a lot of ideas that are struggling to come out in lots of areas of my life. Writing is simply one of them.
I have struggled with the blog this week mostly because I am struggling with so many areas in my life my art is suffering as a consequence. Wrestling with multiple issues always does that for me as I can’t focus like I would want to focus. It is ironic though that the struggle also can be my inspiration when I finally vanquish the foe. Then I write like a madman. As much as I try to discipline my life in the area of writing it appears the muses have a lot more say from time to time than I would like them to. I now understand why the Greeks made the muses female and know that my personal muse is female. I have the same frustrations with her as I have had with any woman in trying to fully understand them. The Greeks understood inspiration is fickle, changes its mind and gets crabby once a month and at times won’t speak to you.
For the blog I am skipping a few things this week. I skipped Rabyd Apologetics because Hitchens is giving me fits. Not because his argument is so great (it not) but because he is so hateful in his writing. I was under the assumption that atheism was about reason and logic but every time I pick up one of these New Atheists I feel like a guy who has gone to the wrong church and hearing the doctrines he opposes preached from ye old pulpit. It like being in a Presbyterian or other church that preaches coercive sovereignty for me when I read Hitchens emotionally. He is preaching not arguing. I am also skipping The Christian Marriage Bed because I am working on the subject of sex positions and their spiritual significance but I am struggling with do I actually do a whole bunch of posts or boil it down to one post because of what I really think about differing sex positions. I should have it down next week.
National Novel Writing Month was going pretty good until this week. It not because I don’t have a plot line like my bartender’s book in Theology Pub. I have one clear and laid out for the next 20000 words probably plus there about four or five sub plots that I could develop for more length. The issue is simply sitting down and doing it. In need over 3000 words per day to finish at this point on time so I am not actually that pressured as of yet because I know I can 7000 in a day as I have done that before. This is my problem and I suppose it is a good problem to have in some respects, I know I have written 10000 words in a day before and it was not that hard. Last year I wrote 7000 words on my novel one day and did three blog posts the same day which was roughly 3000 words. When I want to be I can be quite prolific as one reader pointed out to me. That said I do need to get going on the novel so I can finish.
The final struggle is a new addition as yesterday I felt a cold coming on. Today it is still there and the battle in my body is resulting in stuffy nose and watery eyes. I don’t like wearing my contacts in this state so I am hunched over my computer praying that it is one of those quick 72 hour colds and I can get back to my life soon. Right now it is just an annoyance so I will plow through it. Today I get some writing done and prepare for tomorrow’s Sunday Services. Hopefully my Muse Sherry has something for me. 😉
Blessings and Cheers!