So I was reading the most recent collection of Haruki Murakami short stories. I thought I'd happened upon a quote that seemed apt, but it was quoted offhandedly in the story, and upon looking it up I find it's less apropos than I'd hoped. It's from the composer, Debussy "Music is the silence between the notes." The line in the story is something along the lines of Debussy saying when he was stuck on a composition that he was creating that silence. This is what appealed to me.
Basically the concept that formed in my mind was that Debussy had to spend a certain amount of time creating nothing, so that there was a place for his creation to exist. Like making a spot for a new piece of furniture or something. I like this idea because perhaps all the time I spend creating nothing is just me clearing space for a lot of somethings. Not a rationalization for my lack of creative output so much as a way for me to accept it a bit better. Of course this theory is a bit flawed, at least taking Murakami in a strict sense. The character describes himself and his mother as having to create the nothing for the other sucessful and productive members of the family to fill. The more the business minded ones do, the more nothing the character must do. So I could just be porducing a void for others to fill.
Regardless, I need to put more effort into creative endeavors. Mostly writing, ideally anyway.
The rest of my life continues as before. Fishing opener is Friday, which means my dad will more than likely not be at the house. An ideal time to go grab some more of my stuff. But to do it right will require more preparation and time than I'm willing to invest at the moment. I may change my mind as the week goes on, but for now I plan on staying in Minneapolis. Try and get ahead on stuff around here I suppose.
Basically the concept that formed in my mind was that Debussy had to spend a certain amount of time creating nothing, so that there was a place for his creation to exist. Like making a spot for a new piece of furniture or something. I like this idea because perhaps all the time I spend creating nothing is just me clearing space for a lot of somethings. Not a rationalization for my lack of creative output so much as a way for me to accept it a bit better. Of course this theory is a bit flawed, at least taking Murakami in a strict sense. The character describes himself and his mother as having to create the nothing for the other sucessful and productive members of the family to fill. The more the business minded ones do, the more nothing the character must do. So I could just be porducing a void for others to fill.
Regardless, I need to put more effort into creative endeavors. Mostly writing, ideally anyway.
The rest of my life continues as before. Fishing opener is Friday, which means my dad will more than likely not be at the house. An ideal time to go grab some more of my stuff. But to do it right will require more preparation and time than I'm willing to invest at the moment. I may change my mind as the week goes on, but for now I plan on staying in Minneapolis. Try and get ahead on stuff around here I suppose.
