Thursday, August 14, 2008
A Gift From an Artist's Hands
This morning I was asking Scott questions about using a lathe. I was about to write a scene about a wood worker. He answered my questions and later, went out to spend the afternoon with Dave, a songwriter who lives nearby.
When he came home for dinner, he presented me with this beautiful gift he'd spent all afternoon making -- on a lathe. I am speechless. This pen is simply beautiful.
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It is worth mentioning, for future reference, that the creative power which bubbles so pleasantly in beginning a new book quiets down after a time, and one goes on more steadily. Doubts creep in. Then one becomes resigned. Determination not to give in, and the sense of an impending shape keep one at it more than anything.