I should know to trust my instincts – they’ve usually been right. I was up at 4 a.m. and couldn’t fall back asleep — my current project running through my head, making it all loud in there. I decided the title that had thought of the other day, that I kept coming back to — I decided I like it. It works, and we should keep it. 

It’s a gut thing and I need to remember that as I move forward. Art isn’t in one’s head, at least not at first. It’s in one’s gut. It’s instinctual, or at least it ought to be if it’s going to be any good, if it’s going to speak to someone. If it stays in your head it’s only philosophy or academic and it doesn’t have a life of its own.

This is something I’ve known before, in so many ways, and yet I constantly forget. Now is the critical time. We’re closing in on the end of the first draft, the first full version with all its adolescent awkwardness yet to be fully shaped, and it’s in the shaping where my head might get in my way.

Note to self: come back here in a few days and read this again and remember.


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