The Day Of Non-Prolific Writing.

voltee ♦ November 17, 2010 ♦ 3 Comments

Item: Dress Color/Fabric: Black/white/blue, Silk/jersey Designer: Michael by Michael Kors Where purchased: Marshall’s Years Owned: 2
I’m not really feeling the writing spirit today. I have to leave in a little bit for, guess where? The Dentist. Again. It’s horrible. Today I’m having my baby mutant wisdom tooth extracted. I only ended up with one wisdom tooth, and it’s actually just part of one. I’ve often wondered if that might be a metaphor for my real wisdom?
Anyway, my hope is that since it’s just part of a tooth, it’s not going to be that bad. We shall see.
This dress today doesn’t have that much to tell us, which is nice, because I don’t have that much time. I picked it because it has a writing story. What better way to find an elusive writing spirit than writing about writing?
I am rather angry with it, though. For being designed by Michael Kors. I’m still angry at him for the ridiculous tantrum he threw on the finale of Project Runway, which resulted in the defeat of my precious Mondo. And means that he intends for Granny Panties to infiltrate a mall near you. Ridiculous.
Regardless, I am still fond of this dress. I found this at Marshall’s at a Final Clearance event. I paid $5 for it, and my heart was happy.
I love animal print. I understand that it’s not for everyone, but it is for me. And it seems like every other year it’s in every fashion magazine as The Next Big Thing. So it just sort of never goes away.
I don’t wear this that much, however. In fact, I’m trying to remember if I’ve ever worn it out of the house. I might not have.
When I did wear it was for something called The Day Of Prolific Writing. This was about two years ago, I think. Nate was away judging gymnastics, and I had an entire day with nothing to do except write. The plan was to entirely finish my book, once and for all. To edit and rework and polish. I needed to print a new copy, though, so I began that in the morning. It is a lot of pages, and I ran out of ink. To Office Depot! I went and bought only the color I had ran out of, since my printer uses individual cartridges and they are all very expensive.
When I got back, Kevin arrived to help me with my grand project. So we printed, again, and promptly ran out of another color. To Office Depot!
This time we bought all the colors. By the time we had gotten back, it was late in the afternoon, and I was running out of steam. And it was beginning to snow. But we finished printing, and then started discussing and brainstorming. When Kevin and I talk about my book, we usually end up making some sort of elaborate diagram and time line. We really seem to get it all figured out! Enlightenment, at last! And then after the fact I look at it again, and have no idea what the heck we were talking about.
We worked for a while, and then Kevin had to leave due to the snow. I was left with a snow storm, a glass of wine, and an empty house. The perfect situation for a writing utopia.
But I just couldn’t do it. I tried for another couple of hours, but there just was nothing left. I had lost the magic.
I will find it again, though. I am certain. Someday it will land on me when I least expect it.
Hopefully soon.
And if not, I have to learn to get over this barrier. I think it’s important to be able to carry on writing, even if perfect inspiration hasn’t dawned on me. My hope is that this project is helping me to learn that lesson.
Well.
I’m not sure what to do with the dress. It’s unbelievably comfortable, which is why I think I mostly just wear it around the house. It’s so soft, and just sort of floats on my body. And it has pockets, which I love. The bodice is a little roomy, though. I have to wear something under it. I still like it, though.

**I love wearing this.  SO comfy.  I’m keeping, for now.