Easy Reading Is Damned Hard
Easy reading is damned hard writing – Nathaniel Hawthorne
This photo is from a month ago when the skies were dull, overcast and always seemed ready to drop rain. Today the sky is blue, the temperature has soared to possibly 25 degrees but old Nathaniel (see above) certainly knows the agonies of the writing business.
When the skies were gray, it was too depressing to be inspired. When it was raining I wanted to just sit and read a novel (someone else’s). When it cleared a little, I played tennis and injured my back and it was too sore to sit. Now the sun is hot, I want to be outside and going for a walk. Yes, Nathaniel it’s damned hard work. I am currently writing about the end of November 1916 when the ground was frozen and white with snow. How can I put my head down to this when what I have is windows thrown open and flowers blooming? No doubt what I am good at: finding excuses or as the Shawnigan Lake poet, Joanna Weston, says, reorganizing the spice jars!
I have a week to meet some goals, that is if I can find the time between going to see Monet’s garden tomorrow at Giverny and a shopping trip to Paris, conversation club, a meeting with a French lady who built a school in Senegal and with whom I am trying to co-ordinate a shipment to her school from the Compassionate Warehouse in Victoria.
Would hard reading be easy writing??
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