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Marion's avatar

So as you know, our house relies on well water. (Not for drinking, because I’m picky.) This past year was very dry—hardly any snow, and not enough rain in the spring. So we’ve been supplementing our well with lake water, from the pump that supplies lake water to the camp next door. During the dry times, when we’ve got the water hose snaking across the front yard, I can wash “like a regular person”—laundry, dishes, bodies, whenever! Well and storage tank low? No worries! I just fill them up from the lake.

As I was reading your newsletter today, I recognized that that’s what happens for me, too. Is my creative well low? I fill it from the lake.

Just saying it this way helps me see that although I can write and revise at any time of the year (and have done it often), this spring/summer/autumn time, when it’s easy for me to be outdoors, is important to my creative self even if I don’t get words onto the page.

A living metaphor. Thanks!

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Tom Pendergast's avatar

This piece helped me understand something about myself Graham, and I really appreciate that. Let me explain: in the first year after I retired, I wrote a novel (hell, I serialized it here on Substack). But when I went back to revise it, I realized that I didn’t really want to work on it anymore. I had grown bored with it. I still think the core of it was a good idea, but to keep working on it would have required that I keep my head in the work world (it was largely a workplace novel, about surveillance within corporations), and I no longer wanted my head in the work world. I was, a year after retiring and a year after writing it out of my system, ready to move on.

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