Often I stumble on interesting things, while looking for something else. One of the book groups on Bookship, my social reading app, is reading the book “The Land in Winter” by Andrew Miller. While I am setting up a set of interesting things for them to read about the book, I stumble on this, from the author.
It captures the mental state of starting a new project almost perfectly. The original post very short, so I encourage you to read it for yourself, but here are a couple of excerpts.
You have finished. Yes, this time you have really finished. It’s done. They won’t let you touch it. It’s yours of course, but it’s also theirs - perhaps theirs more than yours. Anyway, you hardly think about it anymore. When you do you wince. Nothing about it is quite right. You cannot love it (though you loved it, wilfully, when you made it).
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You are (once more, for this is hardly the first time) in a condition you do not have a proper name for.
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You sip whisky, stay up late, confer with the neighbour’s cat who keeps you company while you water the vegetable beds at night. No one teaches us how to cross this space, this still, deep river, this grassland where the wind makes and unmakes paths…
Read the whole short thing here: it will take you a minute or two, unless you stop to reflect on its truths.
http://www.andrewmillerwriter.com/you-must-work-it-out-for-yourself/
