Planned to write for three hours this afternoon. Naturally, I've launched a major expedition to clean my bedroom as a result. Really. I'm mostly finished except that I have to wipe down surfaces and finish the last minute things. Found some old pictures, looked at CDs, decided which books to sell and which books to donate to the library. It's remarkable how much I can accumulate; apparently the "non-materialist" aspect of Buddhism is still falling on deaf ears. Oh well, that's my lesson for this year - decide what I really need. What I actually need. All that.
Comments (4)
No-one can work properly in untidy surroundings. Even that carpet which you haven't hoovered in months HAS to be done before you can comfortably settle down to work or writing.
Posted by RJ | April 13, 2005 8:04 PM
Posted on April 13, 2005 20:04
I should really vacuum in here.
Posted by ben | April 13, 2005 8:34 PM
Posted on April 13, 2005 20:34
Nothing is a lost cause. Not even first year poems. Tidy them up, cut them into word-sized pieces, and glue them to a canvas.
Voila, instant art.
Posted by michael | April 14, 2005 10:13 AM
Posted on April 14, 2005 10:13
The first thing I did was fix my first poem from 2nd year, where I was being pretentious as fuck and writing entirely in lower case. It's weird to look back at your old stuff and wonder what you were thinking.
Posted by ben | April 14, 2005 12:18 PM
Posted on April 14, 2005 12:18