tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780182174577095197.post4044063498887303519..comments2024-03-25T09:56:16.164+00:00Comments on An Awfully Big Blog Adventure: 'Everything is Useful to a Writer' - Lucy CoatsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780182174577095197.post-42294512813905217662009-02-23T19:06:00.000+00:002009-02-23T19:06:00.000+00:00hi Lucy... missed your post over the week-end. Gre...hi Lucy... missed your post over the week-end. Great that you have this brewing... a jewel of a find in your Venice guide book. Perhaps that's why we don't sleep at night because we are so tuned in to fragmented detail... over-active brains that leave us totally depleted and jumbled the next day. But I suppose that's why we're writers. Your image alone started me off at a tangent. Do any other writers keep boxes of images? ... so its not just words we collect... its colours and textures and bits of cloth and smells and atmospheres and lighting and juxtopositions of things like in your image. Was she sleeping on rolls of material like the princess and the pea or was it a millefiori frame? I wanted it asa brooch. Its a wonder we are ever on an even keel with all this happening inside our heads. When I was talking to a man I didn't know well once about a story, he suddenly cupped my head... what goes on in there? he asked... maybe the question was... what doesn't go on in there!Dianne Hofmeyrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18222157214605257030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780182174577095197.post-85773857027250418222009-02-21T19:14:00.000+00:002009-02-21T19:14:00.000+00:00Glad you are feeling more resilient, Lucy. You're ...Glad you are feeling more resilient, Lucy. You're so right, everything is grist to the mill... and that it can be internal as well as external is clear from those people who have written magnificent work while in prison, with only their inner resources to draw on.Stroppy Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16560035800075465845noreply@blogger.com