I love the creative process. It sounds simple, but really, it's not as easy as it looks. I have spent as much as three days working on one paragraph. Just like any artist, I tweak it until it sings to me.
My good friend and colleague, writer Dena Harris, once blogged that she loved putting the puzzle pieces of her research together for her articles, resumes, and the brochures she fine-tunes for her clients. http://www.denaharris.com/ ... check her out, she's fabulous.
But for me, the thrill is in finding the right word, group of words, creating the perfect sentence. Here's an example: I just spent the past twenty minutes dliberating over the following ...
By Tuesday morning the rain had not let up. A soupy mixture of mist, fog, and drizzling rain covered the sun, making the morning seem like the previous evening had never ended.
I didn't like the 'making the morning seem like the previous evening had never ended' part. It didn't sit well with me. And so, I turned it into ...
It became impossible to tell morning from evening. Nope, not good.
How 'bout this, It became impossible to tell the new morning from the previous evening. Uh, can you say, yuck?
So I tried this. It became impossible to tell where the previous evening stopped and morning began. Hmm. Some better, but not quite what I'm looking for.
I sat, drank my coffee, looked at the clock. Eleven o'clock and I hadn't had a bite to eat, a shower, or checked my email yet. But I couldn't move until I found the right words for this sentence. I plowed forward.
It became impossible to tell where the night stopped and morning began. I like it. But I'm not there yet.
It became impossible to tell where night stopped and day began. Perfect. I love it.
End result: By Tuesday morning the rain had not let up. A soupy mixture of mist, fog, and drizzling rain covered the sun. It became impossible to tell where night stopped and day began. Time stood still for Mavis.
Now I can shower, eat, and go on with my day.
I love the creative process.
Blessings to you and yours.
3 comments:
Mist: A thin gray cloud of water droplets that condenses in the atmosphere just above the ground limiting the view and making objects appear indistinct.
Drizzle: to rain lightly and steadily
Fog: Thick mist
Night: The period of darkness occuring between sunset and sunrise.
If there is enough light to tell if it is drizzling or if it is foggy or misting, then one could tell the difference between day and night. If, however, the storm clouds were so thick that the sun was blocked out, early morning may be delayed by a short period.
You might want to check with a meterologist on this one but I would think that if the clouds are so thick that the sun is blocked, it would most likely involve a heavy downpour than a mist or fog.
Thanks, dale, your comments are appreciated. But I like the way I wrote it. It makes sense to me.
Still, thanks. You were sweet to write. Even though you posted it twice.
Pam
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