Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Blinking Cursor

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

I have been staring at a blank page with a blinking cursor for hours now, trying to come up with ideas for a sensible blog post. I willed the cursor to be still just as I sought to direct my diffused, shambolic thoughts towards a temporary state of coherence and calm – just long enough for me to let go of the idea of writing something akin to “music that will melt the stars.”

…the truth is that fullness of soul can sometimes overflow in utter vapidity of language, for none of us can ever express the exact human measure of his needs or his thoughts or his sorrows; and human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars." (Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary, 1857)

3 comments:

Arti said...

The cursor never stops... Does its job perfectly!!
Very well said lines, none of us-or his sorrows... Have a great day:)

Angeli said...

it never does, Arti. just as i would never stop trying to write as exquisitely as Gustave Flaubert. :)

Have a great day, too! :)

Loree said...

How beautiful. And I am so with you about sometimes staring at the screen for hours before coming up with something decent to write.

 
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