To Reach The Green Light At The End Of The Pier
FOR AS LONG AS IT TAKES: "We are saving ourselves through the words," says Eleanor, the leading lady of a novel-in-progress. This exploration into the creative process -- which includes plenty of distractions/tangents /thoughts & rants by Eleanor, her Biographer, and selected guest artists -- will continue until Eleanor is certain her story is "right." (But we dare not jump ahead of ourselves.)
There will be the occasional typo (as Eleanor points out), and much of this is intended to be "original draft" -- what comes out of our mouths (heads) first, and then set down in that order. Not all of it will be included in the novel, but all of it is happening in real time.
The Postings:
700 Miles Later
We have reached our destination -- 700 miles later. Our new home. We are writing these words on a borrowed signal, so we must be brief. There is much work to be done to prepare the new Little Room for occupancy by Eleanor and the other characters. At this moment, the room is blue -- a good color, but we need our green light. Soon we'll have our own signal and can give a longer update. Thanks for sticking around, and Eleanor is saving a fortune cookie for later. She promises to share. There could be lucky numbers. We are sleep deprived. 700 miles later, we feel somewhat disjointed. Some of our sentences are out of order. It's like putting a puzzle back together again that was not completed to begin with, except, this time with a different image, so it's all about finding the familiar.
ELEANOR says: "Please turn the page. Keep reading."
For more of Eleanor and her Biographer -- as well as the work of our many guest artists -- check out the older postings. "Everything is part of the process, and the process is the journey," Eleanor says.
2 comments:
Glad you made it safe my friend.
Welcome back! I hope the move was peaceful.
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