Writing is like driving at night in the fog.
You can only see as far as your headlights,
but you can make the whole trip that way.
– – – E. L. Doctorow
I’ve always loved this quote.
But I’m sure it’s anathema
to John Irving who believes
if you’re making it up as you go along
you’re not a writer, just a liar.
Each first draft is different for me.
Each process unique.
What I know ahead of time varies.
Yesterday I felt a combination of
fear and exhilaration as I wrote my 1000 words.
Squinting ahead into the fog.
I haven’t written yet today.
I’m worried the story might be headed for a cliff.
But if that’s the case,
I’ll just have to grab the wheel and make a sharp turn.
And hope I don’t run over any liars
who might be staggering around in the fog.
Hey, stay in your own lane, will ya? You almost sideswiped my car when you buzzed by me yesterday.
🙂
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Oops! Was that you squinting into the fog from your lane? I would’ve honked and waved if I’d known.
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I would have honked and waved at you, too, but I was white-knuckling the steering wheel through that shroud of fog.
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I just noticed your pic. It’s perfect!!
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Hey, stay in your own lane, will ya? You almost sideswiped my car when you buzzed by me yesterday.
🙂
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Dude. I love this quote. LOVE it.
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Isn’t it great? I was talking writing with my nephew last weekend and he mentioned it, reminding me how much I love it. And then today it fit just right.
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