let me tell you about Writing...
Writing is my first love, my soul mate. We were childhood sweethearts, meeting in kindergarten and inseparable through school. Our playmates were Poetry and Story and when I moved away at age 13 we found Letters to see us through all the changes and scary new places. Letters came with us while we were travelling overseas, too, and helped us stay connected with everything back home.
Poetry and Story are married nowadays and so much more sophisticated - we're godparents to their children - but I can see they'll always be the same sweet and loyal friends. We lost Letters in a terrible disaster which really is too painful to discuss. Suffice to say Letters can never be replaced - no matter what that darn Email says.
But Writing and I have grown together over the years. There were times apart - I confess I've always been hard to pin down and nothing like as faithful and forgiving as my Writing is. He shows me exactly who I am, and I can never be a lesser person because he loves me. He's funny, sexy and beautiful - and dark, tempestuous and idiotic.
When we're together we tend to be wildly intense and because of that I've tried to make it work with other lovers, foolishly expecting that anyone else could free me or change me or give me something Writing can't. But its hopeless. For me there's only Writing.
Oh I have my very dear friend Drawing - she's a great distraction and companion. She goes places with me that Writing isn't interested in. Drawing has the knack of attracting people to her in all kinds of situations, so she's lots of fun to socialise with. And she teaches me to see things with my heart. I just adore her! She's eccentric and fearless and like me can't keep still. But there's something about her which seems not quite 'all there' - as if she isn't finished.
Occasionally Writing and Drawing and I collaborate on a project and it always goes really well. (All three of us have a thing for black ink pens and leather bound journals) We get together at The Page and all kinds of things happen. Maybe I should worry that the two of them will take off together? Hmm. Textual chemistry!
Sometimes I believe that because I have Drawing I can love Writing more.
So, anyway, right now Writing and I are working together toward a better future - I think we've both reached the age of settling down - we've got a new home, a few new friends and we are talking about having a baby. It could be good to just do some ordinary things for a while.
I'll let you know how that goes...
Writing is my first love, my soul mate. We were childhood sweethearts, meeting in kindergarten and inseparable through school. Our playmates were Poetry and Story and when I moved away at age 13 we found Letters to see us through all the changes and scary new places. Letters came with us while we were travelling overseas, too, and helped us stay connected with everything back home.
Poetry and Story are married nowadays and so much more sophisticated - we're godparents to their children - but I can see they'll always be the same sweet and loyal friends. We lost Letters in a terrible disaster which really is too painful to discuss. Suffice to say Letters can never be replaced - no matter what that darn Email says.
But Writing and I have grown together over the years. There were times apart - I confess I've always been hard to pin down and nothing like as faithful and forgiving as my Writing is. He shows me exactly who I am, and I can never be a lesser person because he loves me. He's funny, sexy and beautiful - and dark, tempestuous and idiotic.
When we're together we tend to be wildly intense and because of that I've tried to make it work with other lovers, foolishly expecting that anyone else could free me or change me or give me something Writing can't. But its hopeless. For me there's only Writing.
Oh I have my very dear friend Drawing - she's a great distraction and companion. She goes places with me that Writing isn't interested in. Drawing has the knack of attracting people to her in all kinds of situations, so she's lots of fun to socialise with. And she teaches me to see things with my heart. I just adore her! She's eccentric and fearless and like me can't keep still. But there's something about her which seems not quite 'all there' - as if she isn't finished.
Occasionally Writing and Drawing and I collaborate on a project and it always goes really well. (All three of us have a thing for black ink pens and leather bound journals) We get together at The Page and all kinds of things happen. Maybe I should worry that the two of them will take off together? Hmm. Textual chemistry!
Sometimes I believe that because I have Drawing I can love Writing more.
So, anyway, right now Writing and I are working together toward a better future - I think we've both reached the age of settling down - we've got a new home, a few new friends and we are talking about having a baby. It could be good to just do some ordinary things for a while.
I'll let you know how that goes...
I didn't realise when I started writing this just how many ideas would emerge - I could go on editing and adding to this piece for a while now, but have to stop... must. let. go...
ReplyDeleteKeep it up with both. You are never going to feel lonely.
ReplyDeleteThis is very good.
ReplyDeleteOhhh please keep us posted! Brilliant!
ReplyDeleteOhhh I love this so much! I feel very much the same, though with slightly distant twists and turns.
ReplyDeleteWriting has moved out when certain other lovers, who were less worthy, moved in. Writing packed its bags, and didn't leave a forwarding phone numbe or address ... but like soul mates we found each other again at night school (we were both there looking for each other)
Right now we're all cohabiting (writing, my partner, my son and I!) and moving towards and bigger and brighter future. I think we're all feeling worthy, respected, acknowledged and love!
I enjoyed this piece so much. I can imagine your urge to keep playing around with it, but I get the feeling you stopped in just the right place. The tone is perfect.
ReplyDeleteHow marvelously clever and creative! I loved it :)
ReplyDeleteOoh, I loved this...incredibly clever!
ReplyDeleteClever, interesting, and some of the themes are so familiar.
ReplyDeleteI liked this post.
Wonderful Piece. I am a fan.
ReplyDeleteGreat piece.
ReplyDeleteI find that the ordinary is often more surprising than you expect. Might very well keep writing on its toes.
writing and drawing...I relate to what you say. I like how you give writing masculinity and the emotions it allows you to express while drawing is feminine and is more physical in character. good post!
ReplyDeleteSo clever! What an inspiration. Love your descriptions of your relationship.
ReplyDeleteTruly a witty post! This line was the best:
ReplyDelete"Maybe I should worry that the two of them will take off together? Hmm. Textual chemistry!"
Is that when a children's book is born - when the writing and drawing get together and let the chemisty sizzle.
ReplyDeletelol, I'll be really jealous if Writing and Drawing run away together and leave me holding the baby!
ReplyDeleteThis was a great post! I have bookmarked it for my personal enjoyment... ;)
ReplyDeleteClever! And I hear the truth ringing through it.
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