Monday, 2 May 2016

Now time to rest.

The time for rest, after more than three years of near unbroken labor, has again arrived.

A few thoughts on the theory backing the rapidly aging writer's approach to his work are this week offered.  For only after decades of a regular practice is he now known for creative bursts of varying length.

While not unbroken these periods, proved by time reliable, on occasion result in the appearance of the prolific.

Though an erroneous conclusion the pattern repeats and thus the mistake is as easily understood as the events themselves are unpredictable.  A routine of work and a lifetime of discipline meanwhile leave ample proof of the formulas' success in the guise of an ever-extending catalog of completed works in music and literature.

While significant commercial appreciation is regularly limited both artistic and technical merit by routine is there demonstrated.

The writer, exhausted by the withering demand of obsession coupled to a compulsion born in youth, endeavors yet to persevere.  Though long ago embracing the nightmare swings of mood and temper oft accompanying such a gift years of alternating darkness and light must also be accepted as collateral results.

For a man must suffer willingly the tides of either fate or dissolution in pursuit of art's false promise of immortality.

The writer though steadfast in youthful refusal in time ceded real control of life and circumstance to it.  Despite much effort and years expended in education, training, and vocational efforts of varying success, the battle for control ultimately was lost.  That record left to history best describes the result.

The writer's words mark the goods for which he paid.

A time of rapid change is mirrored by society as the mood shifts here and the writer is encouraged by the coincidence.  An opportunity to turn away from the desperate obsession and toward activity relieving an endless compulsion might soon arrive.  While not assured yet another escape from the purgatory of a singular craft is glimpsed on the distant horizon.

A man hopes he might find at least brief freedom there.

For the artistic well refills during long periods while the writer lives in darkness.  Though miserable throughout the absence of obsession the compulsion too is denied by the lingering dark.  While the rapid aging penman is left to languish, and can only hope for its return.

Those who make things up are not known to suffer such affliction.

The life of the writer during these periods is given then to efforts distant from the creative activity governing it.  Often found on stage and sometimes even gainfully employed mental distraction and physical engagement is sought as a sentence of unknown length is served.  Many years and some decades have on occasion passed waiting for the return of madness driving the work resulting from it.

So far, the writer has been spared the devastation of its total loss.

Though evidence reveals his fate may lie in better hands without the imposition of the creative lunacy.  For success achieved in vocational pursuits outside the arts with reliability exceeds that experienced in the field.  The terrible financial toll extracted by this obsessive fixation meanwhile exceeds even that of the undeniable emotional devastation levied by an urgent compulsion.

A man must thus make preparation for an unknown future while the sullen mist of the creative fog drifts in mystery at his wake.

I'm also pleased to let you know that 'A Dog and His Boy' will be available for FREE download beginning May 7, 2016, on Amazon.  Kindle owners have access to the book until May 11 and I encourage all readers to share the news.  Click the 'Kindle' page here or head over to your local Amazon site and enjoy the novel.

The writer looks forward with interest to reading more of your reviews.

Thanks for being here and thanks for sharing the blog.

-          TFP
May 2, 2016