Monday, September 19, 2011

The writing process

Doctor Jenkins turned from the window and there was an almost imperceptible tautening of his whole frame. The Dean, with a slight smile, pushed aside the papers that littered his counterpane, for they were now coming to business. It always amused him to watch Tom Jenkins turning from man to doctor. A little chat about the weather was the correct thing when he entered the room, and he was hesitant, even a little in awe of his distinguished patient. Then it seemed that something clicked and he moved smoothly into action, concentrated and wholly happy. Something of the same sort of process was familiar to the Dean when he settled down to the writing of a book. A wave of self-loathing, of self-distrust, would go over him at first. Who was he that he should dare to take a pen into his hand? And how puerile was the result when he had done it. He would struggle wearily through a page or two and then forget himself, coming to the surface an hour later knowing that his book was his artifact, and whatever the result he could no more not make it than fail to breathe.
Elizabeth Goudge, The Dean's Watch, pp. 272-273

2 comments:

William Luse said...

"He would struggle wearily through a page or two and then forget himself, coming to the surface an hour later..."

This rings true, the forgetting oneself.

Lydia McGrew said...

Yes, it does. You can tell it was written by someone who had experienced it.

And the business about one's artifact--absolutely true.