On writing, haiku III

Staring at abstract 

Yet unwritten, before I 

Submit for revue. 


Status: Taking chances

I have found music invaluable in my process of daily “butt in chair” meditation. When I sit down to write, I aim for flow. Thelonious Monk’s compositions give me a path for flow and inspire me to take improvisational chances in my writing. He is my companion in those long hours alone and his level of genius is my aim (in life…as an academic…in research). 

Graphic from http://foolishfire.com/2012/12/24/quote-from-the-right-reverend-thelonious-monk/thelonious-monk/

Status: Steadfast 

The hardest thing about meeting any challenging goal is the day to day drudgery. Showing up at my desk, each day, unwavering. Sometimes I’m distracted and write total crap. Sometimes I get flow. Always it feels like “I’m digging all the way to China with a silver spoon” (Tom Waits). And yet, I don’t stop. Like in love, it is commitment that makes me steadfast. This dissertation may be breaking my bones, but I’m still laughing.   


Status: Thinking about writing

I feel the weight of the hours between now and the moment I force myself to sit at my desk and write. The span of time between now and my writing time feels corporeal, dense. In my head, I am an explorer:  machete-hacking through the underbrush of my anxiety.