Quote:
|
Have you found, since you started writing that you percieve things differenlty - for example, when gazing absently out of the window, do you see a motorway and a pile of dustbins (for example) or do you see them as potential for a great idea for one of your scenes? Do you see Crows or a new species of bird native only to the area where your story is set?
|
I have been blessed with rather bad vision. Glasses and all. I remember when I first got them. Wow! The world just opened up, and everything was bright and fresh! I could see everything! I try to remind myself of that everday, to *see*. My friend once said I had the eyes of a two year old. It was one of the biggest compliments I've ever had. She said I "would sit and watch a bug crawl on a leaf for hours, and talk about it endlessly, the same way I would talk about a famous piece of art or historical happening. You watch *everything*, Anna! Good grief, I'm suprised you don't walk into the trees you're staring at all the time. Honestly."
My mind wanders like nothing else, and I just feed it. I make up in imagination what I lack in height. [img]smilies/rolleyes.gif[/img] It gets me in trouble in school, when I'm daydreaming my next scene instead of reading the same paragraph I already finished everyone else is on, but oh well! I like it. [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]
::Realizes she is not making much sense and scuttles off to stand in the rain until her mother yells at her to put on a rain jacket. Again.::