Modern human survival depends in large part on understanding and adapting to the difference between the best way and the only way. Could it even be true that, with absolutely anything, there is never only one way? We might be glad if we looked into it. The pursuit of our goals involves finding our own most manageable way and coming to terms with our chosen way. When things don’t work out as we’d hoped, and if course correction to the path we first (or second) imagined is impossible, acceptance can elude us and disappointment reign. Learning, then, to come back from that can take time. It takes the distance from which to look back and see things differently, and some openness to present mystery and future possibility. It takes patience and the desire to keep trying.
The writing life is not one kind of life, but many kinds. When misconceptions abound, the path tilts uphill, but the artistic, creative life is more than legitimate and worth while. To the art, to the artist, and to art-starved and art-filled societies alike, it is essential. So don’t starve while you’re trying not to starve, whether you’ve put living or writing first.
Writers and humans, please read on for the insight, resonance, beauty, and inspiration of Jan’s story. She did it, and does it, her way.
“If Wishes Were Horses”* by Jan Priddy – at BREVITY’s Nonfiction Blog
Philosofishal posts on a similar theme:
- Play-Write: A Reply to “On Treating Writing as a Form of Play”
- Thoughts on “How to Be a Confident Writer . . .”
- Reflection on “Abandoning Perfection”
- Five-Phrase Friday (32): Remember This
- Packing for Camp – Camp NaNoWriMo, that is
- Last Week of Camp: Ready to Start
- The Labor of Learning to Set Limits
- Poetic Feet to the Fire
- On “Writing Without Hope” by Jennifer Lynn Krohn
- 2013: contents inventoried, the “artist’s way”
* Incidentally, Wallace Stegner is one of my favorite authors, but I cheer Jan’s response to his novel’s blame game.