Thursday, June 22, 2017

Scene

Writing is such a consuming process, the way a scene builds, the way you're standing inside it and surveying what's happening, the details of a room, of character and gesture, the dialogue, the way the moment hits the five senses, and how, when you go over it the next time, you see something new, layer in more detail, trying to bring the scene to life on the cinematic reel spooling in your head.

Today is one of those days when I'm grateful for the work I do, lonely as it is. And yet I have spent a lot of time today clicking through photographs of other places, imagining taking myself there, because one can write (and be lonely) anywhere. I'm lucky in this. Now I have to make myself do more than dream about my lucky mobility. I have to conquer the fact that I don't actually like to travel, I especially don't like preparing to travel, I just want to be there. But imagine painting a scene on that verandah, which is located in Jamaica at Strawberry Hill, which might be the most beautiful place on earth.



5 comments:

  1. I can imagine that. And I can imagine you doing it.

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  2. I love this glimpse into your writing process. "How the moment hits the five senses". No wonder you excel at your craft. Hope you are able to visit Strawberry Hill soon.
    Xoxo
    Barbara

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  3. I can see you sitting on that veranda and I think I can aaaalll most see my self there. You know, A - you're the kind of woman that people are drawn to talk to, I'm sure of that. If I saw you alone in a coffee shop I would want to sit with you and chat. And I hope I
    would build up my courage and ask if I could.

    It's lovely that you have such a rich and vivid inner life, the nice thing about it is.....it's portable.

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  4. Go for it!! So beautiful and you CAN!!! I want to go too...

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  5. Take me with you, please!

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