Writer's Block: What Next?
Mar. 19th, 2009 08:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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I really don't know. Well... obviously when we die, our body becomes unable to function as a fully working entity any more and so it stops (she said intelligently) ^^
What bothers me is how this would feel while it's happening. The idea that you would be aware of what it feels like to die really freaks me out. I think I would rather that once you die, you are just gone. That's it. There is no more 'you' behind the eyes, nothing else to notice. That sort of freaks me out, but I figure once it happens I wouldn't notice, so it'd be okay ^^
My concept of Heaven is a bit vague, partly because Heaven is very much (for me) associated with loving God and being with Him and I don't think I've ever felt it really. I mean, the idea of eternal bliss bothers me a bit as it suggests eternal consciousness and I'm not sure how feasible that is.
What really scares me is that I would "let go", fall into death, and then face something horrible, i.e. Hell.
I generally try and avoid thinking about this too much because it's not like there's anything much I can do about it.
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However, while not pondering death in all its forms, I went to the library last weekend. I wanted to borrow Donna Tartt's The Little Friend, but I found myself unable to face reading about the death of a child. So instead I went for the fifth book in the Princess Diaries series (which I turned out to have read before, but had forgotten), the first book in Tamora Pierce's Song of the Lioness quartet (which is an old, old friend and which has made me want to read the rest. This will never happen as I think our library will fail me) The House of Many Ways by Diana Wynne Jones, which was fun, but still not as awesome as Howl's Moving Castle and still felt like a bit of an odd sequel to it. These were my "I want books that will be kind! ;_;" choices. My "for goodness sake, stop being a wimp" choices were Life of Pi, which I had read before but wanted to reread (it really is incredibly gory in places... but still good) Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami (every time I see it on my shelf I misread it as "Dance Magic Dance" and then get Labyrinth songs stuck in my head) and this book The Bitch Goddess Notebook by Martha O'Connor, which I have not got very far into but am not yet finding as gripping as I'd like.
I've been rubbish as doing much writing this week, which is a pain. I've also been terribly hungry for a lot of it. We went out for lunch to commiserate my line manager leaving, and I had a whole large pizza. This rarely happens. Tomorrow there is an evening leaving do for him, which is supposed to involve curry. We'll see what happens. Today I had a 'let's make sure you're ok with everything and won't have any loose ends after I've left' meeting with him in the canteen, which was kind of sad because the first meeting I ever had with him was there too.
My LJ gets really slow when I've written this much *prods it*
Also, I could totally have a 'death' tag in my LJ, but I shy away from the effort involved in going back and tagging all relevant entries.
I really don't know. Well... obviously when we die, our body becomes unable to function as a fully working entity any more and so it stops (she said intelligently) ^^
What bothers me is how this would feel while it's happening. The idea that you would be aware of what it feels like to die really freaks me out. I think I would rather that once you die, you are just gone. That's it. There is no more 'you' behind the eyes, nothing else to notice. That sort of freaks me out, but I figure once it happens I wouldn't notice, so it'd be okay ^^
My concept of Heaven is a bit vague, partly because Heaven is very much (for me) associated with loving God and being with Him and I don't think I've ever felt it really. I mean, the idea of eternal bliss bothers me a bit as it suggests eternal consciousness and I'm not sure how feasible that is.
What really scares me is that I would "let go", fall into death, and then face something horrible, i.e. Hell.
I generally try and avoid thinking about this too much because it's not like there's anything much I can do about it.
***
However, while not pondering death in all its forms, I went to the library last weekend. I wanted to borrow Donna Tartt's The Little Friend, but I found myself unable to face reading about the death of a child. So instead I went for the fifth book in the Princess Diaries series (which I turned out to have read before, but had forgotten), the first book in Tamora Pierce's Song of the Lioness quartet (which is an old, old friend and which has made me want to read the rest. This will never happen as I think our library will fail me) The House of Many Ways by Diana Wynne Jones, which was fun, but still not as awesome as Howl's Moving Castle and still felt like a bit of an odd sequel to it. These were my "I want books that will be kind! ;_;" choices. My "for goodness sake, stop being a wimp" choices were Life of Pi, which I had read before but wanted to reread (it really is incredibly gory in places... but still good) Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami (every time I see it on my shelf I misread it as "Dance Magic Dance" and then get Labyrinth songs stuck in my head) and this book The Bitch Goddess Notebook by Martha O'Connor, which I have not got very far into but am not yet finding as gripping as I'd like.
I've been rubbish as doing much writing this week, which is a pain. I've also been terribly hungry for a lot of it. We went out for lunch to commiserate my line manager leaving, and I had a whole large pizza. This rarely happens. Tomorrow there is an evening leaving do for him, which is supposed to involve curry. We'll see what happens. Today I had a 'let's make sure you're ok with everything and won't have any loose ends after I've left' meeting with him in the canteen, which was kind of sad because the first meeting I ever had with him was there too.
My LJ gets really slow when I've written this much *prods it*
Also, I could totally have a 'death' tag in my LJ, but I shy away from the effort involved in going back and tagging all relevant entries.
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Date: 2009-03-19 10:49 pm (UTC)Do you not own all of the Song of the Lioness? Or are they just in the wrong place? It is great fun reading the first one - I may re-read them at some point soon. (I just re-read The Protector of the Small and was all in love because it's awesome)
I suggest a "shuffling from this mortal coil" tag. It's much cooller. :) *hugs*
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Date: 2009-03-22 07:22 pm (UTC)It's probably best not to think about it until it happens. I guess. I mean, if one is dying of something terminal, it might good to work on this fear, but until then, we should just... not think about it... *not sure if this line of thought is helping either of us*
And I know I said 'until then' but it doesn't mean it's going to happen like that!
I think I need to change the subject. No, no I do not own any of the Lioness books, although I am pondering buying a second-hand copy of In The Hand of the Goddess, because that may be my favourite. The first book remained soothing and nice, I recommend a reread ^^
:D or 'heading west on the great rattler'. Or 'handing in the dinner pail'. *tries to think of more euphemisms* (Not 'passing away', though, I hate that one.)
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Date: 2009-03-20 10:49 pm (UTC)Life of Pi is a great book... I remember when I was young I loved reading the part about him disembowelling the sea turtle. (And it was kind of a running joke in my family about Richard Parker, because that's the name of one of my brothers *laugh*)
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Date: 2009-03-22 07:23 pm (UTC)I can imagine you liking that bit ;) And OMG, YOUR BROTHER IS CALLED RICHARD PARKER? That's so awesome! :D