Nothing fixed, no devices or gimmicks. The only routine is to find a point of freedom, through sitting and breathing, or yoga, or walking, or listening to music, or something else. That’s how I find the thing inside me that feels the strongest, and doesn’t have words yet. And from then, as I write, I just try to recognise the difference between forcing that thing to fit a mould (or answer to someone else’s ideal), and simply exploring it and getting it down on paper so that it can speak for itself.
It’s all pretty time consuming, but I’m not in a rush!
I’ve added your blog to my Liebster Award nominees. Please take it or leave it, but it’s given with the intent to say I’ve enjoyed reading your posts and seeing your art work. Thanks. See: http://thegreenstudy.com/2013/01/10/the-awards-show-part-4/
António DLSeptember 19, 2014 / 6:36 am
Your moment of inspiration is familiar. And rare, in my case. If I remember correctly it only happens when I’m alone, and it comes from nowhere tangible or perceivable. Is it the same with you? The last moment I remember resulted in a poem about Mongolian horses. Arguably the only poem I wrote recently. I loved the result of your moment, by the way.
i love this
Thank you
Great insight into your process.
Thanks Gabriela. What is your “process” for writing?
Nothing fixed, no devices or gimmicks. The only routine is to find a point of freedom, through sitting and breathing, or yoga, or walking, or listening to music, or something else. That’s how I find the thing inside me that feels the strongest, and doesn’t have words yet. And from then, as I write, I just try to recognise the difference between forcing that thing to fit a mould (or answer to someone else’s ideal), and simply exploring it and getting it down on paper so that it can speak for itself.
It’s all pretty time consuming, but I’m not in a rush!
I’ve added your blog to my Liebster Award nominees. Please take it or leave it, but it’s given with the intent to say I’ve enjoyed reading your posts and seeing your art work. Thanks. See: http://thegreenstudy.com/2013/01/10/the-awards-show-part-4/
Your moment of inspiration is familiar. And rare, in my case. If I remember correctly it only happens when I’m alone, and it comes from nowhere tangible or perceivable. Is it the same with you? The last moment I remember resulted in a poem about Mongolian horses. Arguably the only poem I wrote recently. I loved the result of your moment, by the way.
Thank you, Antonio. I am equally enchanted by your poem Mongolian Horses. May our moments of inspiration continue…..and hopfuly with more frequency 🙂