Fortunately, I know enough about the processes of the mind not to let this block worry me too much.
Instead of panicking and giving up (or what's even worse, pushing hard for answers that won't come)
I've got to take my mind off the problem for a while and let it stew.
I've gone as far as I can on a conscious level, and now it's up to those mysterious operations below the level of awareness.
It's one of those inexplicable things, how everything I've learned and experienced is brought to bear on the problem.
Pushing too hard will only make things freeze up. How many great problems have gone unsolved because men didn't know enough,
or have enough faith in the creative process and in themselves, to let go for the whole mind to work at it?
So I decided yesterday afternoon to put the work aside for a while and go to Mrs. Nemur's cocktail party.
It was in honor of the two men on the board of the Welberg Foundation who had been instrumental in getting her husband the grant.
I planned to take Fay, but she said she had a date and she'd rather go dancing.
I started out the evening with every intention of being pleasant and making friends. But these days I have trouble getting through to people.
I don't know if it's me or them, but any attempt at conversation usually fades away in a minute or two, and the barriers go up.
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