Actually, this song is about about missing being on holiday
or a more leisurely time in life – but it’s curiously tied up with my
revelation that the way I’ve been for the last 3 years is about becoming a
writer, not really about being in love with someone else. When I was younger I thought a lot about
being a writer – and I concluded that to be any kind of artist was to live a
very selfish, solipsistic sort of life.
At that time, in my 20s, I was really too busy having fun to write. Later, I had a rather lonely time between
marriages, and because I couldn’t or didn’t write much then, I concluded that
what I liked about writing was my perception of the lifestyle – the sort of
lifestyle that’s described in Free Man in Paris – wandering about, meeting
friends, drinking, having lunch together – a nice time. I didn’t, or couldn’t then, cope with the
hard work...I was writing – I have several thousand words on 3 different works,
but I couldn’t finish anything, couldn’t engage or commit myself. I wanted to get married and have children.
It’s only now, in the
last 3 years I have coped with the effort/commitment of writing. Completed a novel, heaved around, written,
re-written, started new works, thought about things, worn out a laptop keyboard
and an adaptor... I write all right.
The last few weeks have been weird – I’m “on holiday” from writing, but
I realise one is never on holiday – there are always things one can see that
feed idea – the ideas about Seth and Osiris that will enter 17Y in some shape
or form that came from a museum trip on Saturday in Boulogne (am I surprised
that my nearest decent museum is in France?).
If I sneak a look at TRF version 6 I can find lots to change, edit –
even phrases that have been there since 2009!
Writing properly isn’t at all like A Free Man in Paris – I can’t quite
settle to doing anything significant at the moment. When I hear from the Agent I will either have
to do some more editing/re-writing – or start sending TRF off again (sigh!). So until I hear something, I can’t quite
convince myself to write 17Y or edit TRF significantly.
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