Friday, March 10, 2006


So I'm now officially in Week IV in The Artist's Way. The one that includes the dreaded Reading Deprivation torture. The idea is to empty your head and your life of superfluous external junk by limiting media input. This means that you will give yourself an opportunity to create original thoughts without being adversely influenced by outside forces. Fair enough.

I haven't been reading any books, which for me is a good indication of almost Herculean effort. I hated having to put down Middlesex, but I know it will still be there for me next week. But I have been watching movies and videos, which I guess I shouldn't be doing.

(For the record, I saw: Dot The i, which I really enjoyed; Modigliani, biopic of one of my favourite painters, played by none other than the very sexy Andy Garcia; Syriana, another good movie that further benefited from a portly but still very sexy George Clooney; I Heart Huckabees, which I'd put off watching for a long time because of creepy, decidedly un-sexy Jude Law... but the movie itself was exactly the sort of quirky piece I like; and CSI, which has been a bit of a let-down, and I can't believe the Ally McBeal-esque opening tune with all the bodies on the screen and shit.)

And crime of all heinous crimes, I actually absent-mindedly picked up The Japan Times over breakfast today and read a whole article about the Bank Of Japan changing their financial policy, before I realized what I had done. I doubt that ruined my AW experience though, as I didn't understand a word it said. No BOJ-inspired themes in my art.

Anyway, the Reading Deprivation instructions don't seem that difficult or complicated until you try putting it into practice. Only then do you realize how much you read without even thinking about it. Obviously, I should have turned down the translation job I had this week too. Pretty difficult to translate something when you can't read it.

But even though I would most definitely get a D on the Reading Deprivation section of my AW Report Card, it does seem to be working. I got a script idea at 3 am a few weeks ago, my first week of AW. It was like a lightning bolt that woke me up and sent me scrambling in the dark for a pen and a sheet of paper. A few days after that, I got another children's book idea. Then, 2 weeks of being totally and utterly stuck and depressed (which explains all the movies and overeating and rubbish professional manicure), and suddenly - 3 days ago, the sky cleared. I succeeded in writing a satisfactory 4-page treatment for my screenplay!

I've got a big stack of blank cards here, to plot out my scenes. I'm finally on my way.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've tried this! It is not worth the pain! Trust me, there are certain parts of yourself that you would rather not get in touch with, so turn up that radio loud!


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Blogger e! said...

I find it difficult to believe that any part of you would be less than VERY fabulous ;)

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