One sentence story warm up for today:
"Let’s face it. I’m a loser," Isabel said to her classmates, shredding her collage into bits immediately after her presentation.
I put just a teeny bit of time in today, and I think I have some ideas to get this article out of its stupid rut.
Working past trepidation into purpose. Reading over the draft, May start typing.
One sentence story to warm up: She didn’t hear the phone ringing off the hook because though she did not know it yet, she had woken up with a case of Sudden Onset Deafness.
"Close the door. Write with no one looking over your shoulder. Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It’s the one and only thing you have to offer."
I’ve got to give it another try today.
Update: I’m staying open to this project because I enjoy the puzzle-ness of it. Also, though revising isn’t the most fun, I have to remember that I wrote the first draft. So even though it feels a bit tedious to be poring through something again and again, it’s my something. I’m open to it because I can see that my progress is slow, but it exists. Words and sentences
are written when I show up.
Another update: This picture shows my hand turkey going back in time to see Medicare getting signed into law.
Exploring a new direction today. Nervous about it, sure.
Update. Let’s not stop worrying yet, but I feel like I might be seeing a way out of the tunnel.
Not sure what to do next with this project. I’m having some doubts of massive proportions. I’m going to give a small try today, a micronic sliver of effort.
Update: Nothing ventured, nothing gained, but this is a pain in the keester.
TODAY is the 50th Anniversary of the beloved classic Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak. First published in 1963, it has sold more than 16 million copies worldwide.
The New York Times obituary for Maurice Sendak calls Where the Wild Things Are “simultaneously genre-breaking and career-making,” describing Sendak as being “…widely considered the most important children’s book artist of the 20th century, who wrenched the picture book out of the safe, sanitized world of the nursery and plunged it into the dark, terrifying and hauntingly beautiful recesses of the human psyche.”
One of the most talked about interviews we’ve ever done was with Maurice Sendak in 2011 shortly before he died. Sendak reflects on love, loss, and celebrating life:
I have nothing now but praise for my life. I’m not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more. … What I dread is the isolation. … There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.
And if you haven’t seen it yet, The New York Times did an amazing illustration to accompany our emotional interview with Sendak.
Just listened again to Maurice Sendak’s clip on Fresh Air. He ended the interview by telling Terry Gross, “Live your life. Live your life. Live your life.”