Too Cool for School

Some nights, when I'm full of feeling, I have thoughts of this play I'm going to write. I'm not supposed to tell you about it because with writers there's a superstition that if you tell it before you write it then you've sort of "quenched the fire", then you'll never write it. Madeleine L'Engle thinks that we don't create art, art finds us and asks us to make it, like a holy calling. And if we don't, we've failed to take up that calling. I don't know if she's right but when I look at the way God uses people and things to carry out his will, I believe it. Not in a completely literal sense. I'm a theatre chick. It makes sense to me.
Someday, I will finish it. It may not even be good, or worthy of being published. But it has to be written. It won't leave me alone until I write it.

posted by Heather at 5/18/2006