The Cave of Story

Today I shall write for the sheer joy and pleasure it will bring me and not to produce something grand or even good. Yet every word tends towards order and every sentence speaks discipline and story calls from a very deep place– a lair or cave inside, a dirty, dark and scary place that longs to be sorted out.

Procrastination is the name of the gigantic hideous monster who guards this cave. It is a fearsome creature far too easy to run and hide from and it takes a hobbit of very great courage to confront this beast.

I am hiding from it right now in this glorious feast of words. Sorting out dirty caves is difficult work, lonely work, tiresome work. You think you’ve got it straight and someone comes in and tells you you haven’t got it right and moves things around. And though it’s dark in the cave, you have to agree. Caves cannot be abandoned too early. They cannot be abandoned until every last treasure has been found, every seam mined for all its gold. If it weren’t so dark in the cave, it would be easier to work there, but even with the best lamp to guide you, there are still dark corners untouched waiting for you, dark patches unexplored.

But first you must get by the hideous beast of Procrastination. Good luck.

3 thoughts on “The Cave of Story

  1. Hi Edeana, glad to find you in the cave! Where is the new book? I now have 4 in the writing group here. We are a most interesting and clever group of women. Come by some day and read from your new work. Every 2nd and 4th Mon of the month:1-3ish.
    Have shared other series with quite a few people. Good writing. Love the blog!

  2. I understand that glorious feast of words. When I was little, I discovered the thesaurus which opened up a whole new world of choices. I like the picture you’ve painted here – it really rings true 🙂

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