Tuesday, March 23, 2021

Roll Up Your Sleeves

 

Sweat Equity

“Very few writers really know what they are doing until they’ve done it.”

Anne Lamott (Bird by Bird, p.21, Anchor Books, 1994)

          I’m in a weekly writing class on Zoom. My teacher is Ethel Smith, retired from the University of West Virginia, and there are five students. We are in various stages of labor with our writing—some just beginning, some working on second or third drafts, and then there’s me, who is working on sixth or seventh drafts. As Anne Lamott says, people think experienced writers sit down at the computer and words simply flow out of them and onto the page effortlessly. Nothing could be further from the truth. If you have a Hollywood notion of a writer’s life, please disabuse yourself of it this minute. Writing is hard, frustrating, painstaking, nitpicking work. And just like riding a horse, or fencing, or knitting, or plumbing, it takes practice. Fortunately, if you put in the work you usually get better—but not always.

          I remember when one of my sons took stagecraft in college. Their assignment was to design sets for several plays detailed enough to be followed by the set builders. He was terrible at it—truly terrible. His drawings were lines on paper, his actors, stick figures. There was no sense of proportion or scale. I felt sorry for him. His instructor took pity on him; he was an excellent actor, but a pitiful artist. Regardless of how wonderful our imaginations may be, no one is good at everything and to expect ourselves to be is irrational.

          One thing that is death to creativity of any kind is overthinking it. We have an idea of how it—whatever IT is—should be, how it should look, smell, feel, and so on. We try first to make it conform to our image or idea. If that doesn’t work, we try to force it. The result is that the piece is stiff, unimaginative and, well, boring. But too many people stop at this point. They say, I’m just not good at this, so forget it, and they walk away. That, too, is a mistake. That’s where second and third and forth drafts come in. That’s when you ask for help with the things that are hard for you.

          Don’t worry if you don’t know in the beginning where a creative project is going. That’s the nature of creativity—it’s like quicksilver. You can’t cage it. It will show you the way. As Elizabeth Gilbert states in Big Magic, inspirational ideas are disembodied spirits looking for people who will work with them. If you sign on to an idea, give it permission to lead. Ask your characters what they want to say, what they look like, what personality quirks they have. They will tell you. Then take one step in their direction. The next step will be revealed to you—take that one, too. And keep going, as Anne Lamott says, “Bird by Bird.”

          As with anything in life, nothing happens if we don’t try. People will not line up at your door begging to publish your memoir or call to interview you for Time magazine just because you are a wonderful human being. You will have to do the work, fill in the blanks, and then do it again. It’s hard labor, no matter what you do. But isn’t that what life is all about? Isn’t the investment in the sweat and toil and love what makes life meaningful? And without meaning, what’s the point?

          I hope you put in the sweat equity today. Life is your oyster if you’re prepared to pry it open. Go get ‘em.

                                                  In the Spirit,

                                                  Jane

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