This business of writing is an altogether different ball game. Yes what is said here is true: When you are least ready to write, ideas, words and what not – everything rushes in at a whirl-wind speed. And when you have all the peace, quiet and time in the world – Blank!
To be honest, I do not have the audacity to call myself a writer and write like a pro about these experiences. But sure enough, I like to use my pen on the paper or go tap tap on the keyboard. But even during such sessions some noticeable odd things do happen….
No idea about others, but for me, my first priority goes to attending to my duties as a house-frau. And then comes writing, considered by others as just a leisure pass-time.
So, when I’m amidst the thick (literally) of the kitchen things, right at that time the seed that had so long lain dormant, suddenly decides to germinate and starts sprouting – and How! Not only ideas, but words, sentences – no, entire paragraphs start blossoming rapidly through that seed. And all I can do is to look with utter dismay at my hand messed up with wheat flour!
But be optimistic, I sternly scold my wandering mind, and order it to concentrate on it – Come on, keep repeating the words, sentences and paragraphs in your mind – again and yet again. Then you surely cannot forget a single word. Yes, I keep repeating to myself. Oh — this punch line, just impossible to forget, it’ll surely remain there in my mind forever, not a word here or there – Confident!
Once the meal is cooked (Please ignore the culinary mishaps, a preoccupied mind cannot do justice to two things at a time, you see), I’m all set to put my rumbling thoughts into actual words. Yesss ….. Here I go! And ……? Of course, I do remember, these are the exact words I had in my mind. Struggle, struggle and struggle some more.
I clearly know that what I’m actually writing/typing is very much near, but definitely not what exactly I had thought. Then at the end of the day, convincing myself that this and only this is the best copy, is all that I can do!
Didn’t I say, writing is an altogether different ball game?
(Time clocked at 28 minutes)