Day 29  #SOL17  Yr 1

 

“Wait for the moment when writing will come easy.  Don’t force.  It’s an acquired naturalness.” Donald Murray

 

 

But what happens when the idea or the instinct you have to write comes at you when you are driving??????

I am maneuvering past cars going south on the highway towards my exit to pick up my sister from work.  She suffered a seizure a few weeks back and now is banished to the life of passenger which really isn’t too far a stretch from her normal life.  (Sorry, those who have sisters know we need to vent at times.)

So, here I am venturing down a crowded highway and a thought pops into my head just as I head to the off-ramp.  This thought was born from a great song on my CD—yes, I still play CD’s in the car—just as I am taking a sharp right hand curve onto another major highway.  The desire to write is facing me like the back end of a grey Toyota Avalon.  The idea beckons to me as I come out of the curve singing.  I can taste the story, the descriptors.  The image is so clear I could cry.   Then, it passes me by just like the plumber’s truck.

What’s the term—-acquired naturalness???

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5 Comments Add yours

  1. Ahhh! My sympathy! Couldn’t you recite it like a mantra until you could get somewhere to write ?

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    1. Ms. Pesta says:

      The distance was too long and traffic too heavy. I am going to come up with something to help in times like these.

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  2. mrssurridge says:

    I composed an amazing slice–out loud–on the way to my neighbors house to drop off some lemons. By the time I got home, it was completely gone. I feel your pain. I love your story with the Avalon and the plumber’s truck.

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  3. I can relate to this! Sometimes it may help to voice text yourself at a stoplight. It’s like when I wake up from a dream and think I will remember enough later to write it all down- nope!

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    1. Ms. Pesta says:

      I am going to try that!

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