“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible. -Vladimir Nabakov
I have been a very busy bee this weekend, some of it voluntary, some of it not so much. As a result, not only have I been seeing a lot of blank pages before me, but I also haven’t had many thoughts to spare on the craft of writing. And so I turn to someone else’s thoughts instead, since, usually, they say it much better than I could anyway, and I know the scant and few and fabulous readers of this blog like the Writer Quotes posts.
Besides, this one is an absolute beauty. Just reading it fills me with that fantastic feeling of looking at the prospect of something to come, fills me with that anticipation to create, makes my fingers twitch in excitement to reveal what words that invisible ink may hide. It’s a very fitting quote, too, as I wait (forever!) for the next round of ROW80 in hopes to reinvent my precious little baby of a novel and turn him into something spectacular.
Because a draft, while not hosting invisible ink like the blank page, holds a series of words and revisions and, underneath, even more treasure yet to be discovered. One just has to dig on through and find the even more glittering pieces underneath what’s already there.
Two days off coming up after today. I don’t know how I’ll handle it, but I’m pretty sure they are going to be glorious! I can’t wait!