B O N D P H O N E.
Words and pictures by Chris Lamb.

Bear with me, here: I'm currently at the mercy of a persistent dose of Tylenol Allergy Sinus Day Time which, despite it's up and about-sounding name, has me more doped up than a sorority girl on club night.

Thinking about writing, specifically the writing of mine being held in limbo on an Apple store hard drive, patiently waiting to be recovered and dropped into the body of Norrin Radd. Specifically, I'm wondering if I shouldn't toss it all to the ether, making room both physically and emotionally for new work. The old pieces I care about I have access to, either online or in print, and despite dutifully keeping a folder for rough drafts, I haven't yet quite learned how to go back to a piece months later to see what can be salvaged. What keeps me from writing more is my inability to revise - what keeps me from revising is hating every sentence within days of putting it down. Progress was made during the stint of twenty lines a day, but that sort of stagnated with the death/handy excuse of my iBook kicking it. I can handle short stuff - I do that pretty much all day for a living - but longer work is something I haven't tried for a long time.

So I'm thinking, why not use the new computer as an excuse to for a new take on writing? Those old files are just words on (a representation of) a page, and hardly worth keeping if no one's going to see them. And as I know me well enough to know no one's going to see them, I might as well offer them back up to the ideaspace. A little burnt sacrifice never hurt anybody, after all.

posted by chris  # 6:03 PM