Post by glamorousgnome on Sept 16, 2006 10:45:16 GMT -8
I was just reading the Introduction to the Scarlet Letter and here's what Nathaniel Hawthorne wrote on the subject when he went to start the novel:
"My imagination was a tarnished mirror. It would not reflect, or only with miserable dimness, the figures with which I did my best to people it. The characters of the narrative would not be warmed and rendered malleable by any heat that I could kindle at my intellectual forge. They would take neither the glow of passion nor the tenderness of sentiment, but retained all the rigidity of dead corpses, and stared me in the face with a fixed and ghastly grin of contemptuous defiance. "What have you do do with us?" that expression seemed to say. "The little power you might once have possessed over the tribe of unrealities is gone!""
So this made me feel better.
Even the best writers throughout history have faced it.
Don't give up on your ideas. Ever.
"My imagination was a tarnished mirror. It would not reflect, or only with miserable dimness, the figures with which I did my best to people it. The characters of the narrative would not be warmed and rendered malleable by any heat that I could kindle at my intellectual forge. They would take neither the glow of passion nor the tenderness of sentiment, but retained all the rigidity of dead corpses, and stared me in the face with a fixed and ghastly grin of contemptuous defiance. "What have you do do with us?" that expression seemed to say. "The little power you might once have possessed over the tribe of unrealities is gone!""
So this made me feel better.
Even the best writers throughout history have faced it.
Don't give up on your ideas. Ever.
