Words of wisdom
Apr. 23rd, 2012 07:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
missroseroseTycho of Penny Arcade, on the ease of leaving things unfinished:
This is something I have great familiarity with. Like most readers, I had functionally consigned On The Rain-Slick Precipice Of Darkness to the furnace. I had let it float away on one of those little lantern boats in a way that brought me closure, if no one else. Insufficient.
Fucking insufficient.
You have to get back on the horse. Somehow, and I don’t know how this kind of thing starts, we have started to lionize horseback-not-getting-on: these casual, a priori assertions of inevitable failure, which is nothing more than a gauze draped over your own pulsing terror. Every creative act is open war against The Way It Is. What you are saying when you make something is that the universe is not sufficient, and what it really needs is more you. And it does, actually; it does. Go look outside. You can’t tell me that we are done making the world.
This is something I have great familiarity with. Like most readers, I had functionally consigned On The Rain-Slick Precipice Of Darkness to the furnace. I had let it float away on one of those little lantern boats in a way that brought me closure, if no one else. Insufficient.
Fucking insufficient.
You have to get back on the horse. Somehow, and I don’t know how this kind of thing starts, we have started to lionize horseback-not-getting-on: these casual, a priori assertions of inevitable failure, which is nothing more than a gauze draped over your own pulsing terror. Every creative act is open war against The Way It Is. What you are saying when you make something is that the universe is not sufficient, and what it really needs is more you. And it does, actually; it does. Go look outside. You can’t tell me that we are done making the world.
