post-epilogue listlessness
the_lemming
Well, this morning I wrote the epilogue to That Damn Book, as my
binder is labeled. Those 2 pages were the only thing I've written
today, and it's not done by a long shot, but I still feel
brain-drained. In a word, listless. Any others sharing this
feeling?
--
The Lemming <ste...@alleg.edu>
"Turn down the gravity--this is a little heavy
I'll show you how the ancients once traveled
We used to call this a Chevy...."--The Church
JMingo
>Well, this morning I wrote the epilogue to That Damn Book, as my
>binder is labeled. Those 2 pages were the only thing I've written
>today, and it's not done by a long shot, but I still feel
>brain-drained. In a word, listless. Any others sharing this
>feeling?
Does anybody NOT feel this feeling?
Jack (lathargic & sad for a week after finishing "Das Book") Mingo
Greg-man
>
>Well, this morning I wrote the epilogue to That Damn Book, as my
>binder is labeled. Those 2 pages were the only thing I've written
>today, and it's not done by a long shot, but I still feel
>brain-drained. In a word, listless. Any others sharing this
>feeling?
I was feeling listless earlier in the day and it really screwed up my
grocery shopping. Could anyone e-mail me two sticks of butter and a
quart of milk?
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Ngaire Genge
: Well, this morning I wrote the epilogue to That Damn Book, as my
: binder is labeled. Those 2 pages were the only thing I've written
: today, and it's not done by a long shot, but I still feel
: brain-drained. In a word, listless. Any others sharing this
: feeling?
Oh, yes. Every time. I've heard numerous suggestions for curing this
malady. Your mileage may vary.
1. Treat it like the let down after really good sex. Have coffee, a
cigarette, a shower, whatever, then back to business.
2. Always have more than one project working. Just don't write "The
End" twice in one day. Suicide then becomes a pleasant alternative.
3. Work backwards, unless typing "Chapter One" makes you feel just as bad.
4. Don't finish the damn thing.
5. Take it as an opportunity to act "normal" for a few days, then go
back to being a writer.
If none of that works, take solace in the fact that we've all been there
and know that this too shall pass.
Best,
Ngaire
nge...@random.ucs.mun.ca
William T Quick
Me. I feel a tremendous sense of relief and joy that I'm going to get
the Damned Thing off my desk. And I try to ignore that it will soon be
replaced by another Damned Thing that will grow by a process best
described as fungal accretion.
Best,
WTQ
W. T. Quick | Iceberg Productions ! ice...@crl.com | ice...@pipeline.com
Member: National Writers Union | SFFWA | The Author's Guild
KEEPER OF THE STONE by "Margaret Allan," (pseudonym), Signet, 1994
THE LAST MAMMOTH by "Margaret Allan," (pseudonym), Signet, June 1995
Greg-man
Ngaire Genge <nge...@random.ucs.mun.ca> wrote:
>TheLemming wrote:
>
>: Well, this morning I wrote the epilogue to That Damn Book, as my
>: binder is labeled. Those 2 pages were the only thing I've written
>: today, and it's not done by a long shot, but I still feel
>: brain-drained. In a word, listless. Any others sharing this
>: feeling?
>
>Oh, yes. Every time. I've heard numerous suggestions for curing this
>malady. Your mileage may vary.
>
>1. Treat it like the let down after really good sex. Have coffee, a
>cigarette, a shower, whatever, then back to business.
But you can't cuddle your damned thing afterward.
>2. Always have more than one project working. Just don't write "The
>End" twice in one day. Suicide then becomes a pleasant alternative.
I write "The End" twenty times a day, just to remind myself that those
words are still in my vocabulary. Unfortunately, I've just got this big
notebook filled up with nothing but me writing "The End." Worst of all,
I was so delirious when I finished my damned thing, I wrote "C'est
Finis," probably in a past-life flashback.
>3. Work backwards, unless typing "Chapter One" makes you feel just as bad.
Typing "Chapter One" always makes me feel bad because it means the start
of another Damned Thing.
>4. Don't finish the damn thing.
No problem there. Most of my damn things resist being finished.
>5. Take it as an opportunity to act "normal" for a few days, then go
>back to being a writer.
Define "normal." When I want to take a break from being a writer, I act
like Mingo. (I'm gonna get zapped for that, I know it).
>If none of that works, take solace in the fact that we've all been there
>and know that this too shall pass.
Just like a kidney stone... Ouch!
>Best,
>Ngaire
>nge...@random.ucs.mun.ca
JMi...@aol.com
Ngaire Genge <nge...@random.ucs.mun.ca> wrote:
>TheLemming wrote:
>>5. Take it as an opportunity to act "normal" for a few days, then go
>>back to being a writer.
>Define "normal." When I want to take a break from being a writer, I act
>like Mingo.
Just be careful. "Acting like Mingo" is specifically banned in at least
seventeen states.
Jack (And parts of Puerto Rico) Mingo
Parmly Billings Lib
: In article <36mtta$4...@mustang.alleg.edu>, The Lemming writes:
: >Well, this morning I wrote the epilogue to That Damn Book, as my
: >binder is labeled. Those 2 pages were the only thing I've written
: >today, and it's not done by a long shot, but I still feel
: >brain-drained. In a word, listless. Any others sharing this
: >feeling?
: Does anybody NOT feel this feeling?
I don't. Frankly I don't care if The Lemming did just finish his book. I
still feel fine, alert, blissfull, and able to leap tall blah blah blah.
--Tshen
Qodaxti Institute, 87th stratum
JMingo
Billings Lib) writes:
>I don't. Frankly I don't care if The Lemming did just finish his book. I
>still feel fine, alert, blissfull, and able to leap tall blah blah blah.
Tshen, you are such a beast! Have you no empathy for another suffering
writer, sir? Me, I can't eat, can't sleep, have trouble listening to Spike
Jones without screaming. I'm worried sick about the Lemming and his book.
Jack (and all suffering writers everywhere, and all the ships at sea)
Mingo
nothargitai
>>1. Treat it like the let down after really good sex. Have coffee, a
>>cigarette, a shower, whatever, then back to business.
>But you can't cuddle your damned thing afterward.
that depends on your damned sex object. who would
want to curl up next to a damned duck.
--
hargitai