Play Your Own Game

"Like many artists, I feel
that I'm always looking
for something indefinable,
something that's always
just out of reach."
Gwenneth Barth

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This page was created using one of the painting techniques from the new Novel Approach workshop, then I just started writing without knowing what I would write about, and I wound up writing about some stuff I've been frustrated about... "everyone thinks the game has specific rules but no-one truly knows what the rules are..." The game being, of course, life.

The starting point? The routine, nondescript, everyday, ordinary pages of a book. The paper is imperfect, and that's part of the challenge. I open the page and think about a starting direction. North, east, south, west? Texture? Teal? Flowers? A machine? Isn't it cool - to be able to start anywhere? And wind up anywhere? I didn't even know what I was going to write about. It's usually not clear until I've written for a few minutes. The earlier words often have nothing to do with the later words. That used to bother me, but now I know that the earlier words are kind of a warm-up.