Friday, October 17, 2008

Miracles and Limitations

You guys are going to roll your eyes, because I say this every time I edit old stuff: I can't believe I made a story. I really can't believe it. It's astonishing to me. They're even paced okay. Threaded. The plants were at just the right spots so they don't feel like plants.

See, you don't understand.

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO ALL THAT!

I guess I sorta do, obviously. Not really. I don't know.

I'm really good at seeing my faults. The day I can't see the faults in my writing is the day I fear I will have lost my abilities. I fear a perfect book as much as I fear never writing one.

Does that explain why, when I get edits, my only feeling is RELIEF?

On another note, since optimism is running around the internet, I wanted to post this video of the Heeah Lee, a pianist playing advanced classical music with only four fingers.

You know, it doesn't matter what limitations you have. Whether you're building a career on an hour a day, no marketing time, not much editing, whatever. We make up for our limitations because we have to. I learned to self-edit because I had no choice. I'm sure someone else could do a better job, but whatever your limitations are, you can make up for it. And it's nothing special, it doesn't take talent or anything. It's just doing what you have to do.

Limitations are just opportunities to develop a skill.

Just like people who go blind begin to hear better, or people who go deaf learn to interpret the feeling of vibrations in their feet as sound--vibrations "normal people" don't even feel.

It's tempting to say this girl, Heeah Lee, is a talent, a miracle. I think that does her a disservice. She's a girl who used her limitations to develop a skill to a degree no one would have thought possible.

She's an inspiration, that's for sure.

PS: Before I forget, I stopped "following" everyone in Blogger. This is only because it screwed up my folders in Google Reader, not because I stopped reading you. :-)

12 bonus scribbles:

Rick 10/17/2008 05:10:00 PM  

If you start going all inspiring on me, I'm going to cry.

Melanie Avila 10/17/2008 05:36:00 PM  

That is just amazing. I used to complain about the clarinet because my fingers are short, but I'll shut up now.

I'm glad editing is going well for you. I'm in that boat right now and so far I'm liking it. :)

Edie 10/17/2008 09:42:00 PM  

OMG! I'm sniffing back tears here. She's awesome.

Earlier this year I read some old short stories I'd written years ago and was really impressed. lol

Amy Nathan 10/17/2008 09:42:00 PM  

Wonderful advice. Go ahead despite your limitations. We all have them don't we? Sometimes we forget that is part of life and it's our job to figure out how to get around the things -- or people -- that stand in our way.

Thanks, Spy!

Robin 10/17/2008 10:35:00 PM  

Wow. It sort of takes away my motivation to complain and whine about my life. Nah.

Seriously, she was awesome. What an attitude. And her mom is awesome, too! Kevin once had an unsightly pimple, and I locked him in the closet.

Eric Mayer,  10/18/2008 04:54:00 PM  

Hey, I never feel like I know what I'm doing. Whatever I'm doing it does seem to work for some people, though, so I just try to accept that and keep blundering along.

spyscribbler 10/18/2008 07:38:00 PM  

LOL, Rick, we wouldn't want that!

spyscribbler 10/18/2008 07:38:00 PM  

Seriously, Melanie. I once had a very talented student with four fingers on one hand. I wish, wish, wish I could show her this!!!

spyscribbler 10/18/2008 07:39:00 PM  

Isn't she, Edie? I was in tears, too!

Oh, really? I LOVE short stories! How cool! Any you'd post on your website or anything?

spyscribbler 10/18/2008 07:40:00 PM  

Amy, we definitely do. And I think they are as much gifts as our talents. Good point: it is our job!

spyscribbler 10/18/2008 07:41:00 PM  

Robin, complaining and whining is too much fun and feels way too good to give up. Since you brought it up, they're kinda like popping a pimple, you know? You feel sooo much better when you do!

spyscribbler 10/18/2008 07:42:00 PM  

Eric, I SO identify with that feeling! I am so perplexed I make a story. Most of the time everything is a muddy, fuzzy mess in my mind. I think someone else wrote it.