/lit/ - Literature

>>18449875
>wake up
>go outside and do cartwheels
>sit at my computer and drink the tea that's still in my cup from yesterday
>violin practice
>skip breakfast
>check on my ethereum mining, the rest of my digital life, email, discord
>watch AMVs and random vtuber clips on youtube
>play aim lab until i feel like an aim god
>go outside and practice random kung fu moves i saw in a movie while the neighbors laugh at me
>play guitar quietly until i fall asleep

how do you write a book or even an essay when you only get inspired in short intervals - any ideas flourishing in your head gone the next day, replaced by new ones, or, if written down, just the carcass of some earlier rumination - how do you maintain the flow?

>>12768201
I caught a cold, im sitting in my attic, wasting away on my computer, thinkin about all I could do right now but not doing it, how long this will continue. Frustrated with myself for having no attention span yet still very confident in my capacities very confident in myself overall, I just have this nasty bug... not the cold but the victim cluster c personality complex. Think freud said that ppl get masochistic tendencies from trying to bring on a painful but inevitable outcome, in order to escape the feeling of helplessness and gain some control over the event, thus becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy. And when kierkegaard said boredom is the despairing refusal to be oneself I think this is roughly referring to the same thing. Think this is the whole centerpiece of the modern era and the source of much of the bleakness of modernist literature, cause it's all very busy circumscribing the cognitive dissonance of modern, postindustrial man, largely as a consequence of industrial capitalism and its immutable machinery of capital intensive infrastructure... the modern condition is mass, widespread masochism as a psychological cope for the dysfunctional yet inevitable aspects of postindustrial capitalist society... masochism is the habit of doing what you don't want to do, it doesn't mean you get off on it, it just means that you do it even if you don't like it, that while you're doing it you feel inside "I don't want to do this, I want to do something else" yet continuing to do it, and maybe coming up with nice little excuses for why it's not so bad and how you ought to do it, it's a necessary duty that I must endure, etc... masochism is cognitive dissonance. The modern man is not himself because he has abandoned himself as a survival feature, he has abandoned his pragmatic legislature and adopted a taste for pain instead. Mainly the pain of labor and servitude. Modern man has stockholm syndrome.

What do you do, from a writing standpoint, when you've seen so many themes, motifs, feelings, and ideas explored in so many books, movies, and other media? I mean what do you do when you've felt every emotion under the sun, but none of them were your own? When you're affected so strongly by other works, but look inward and find nothing? I'm not saying I have no ideas - I think I have some - but all my feelings are 'meta' so to speak; I have strong feelings about reading a book, that I want to express in writing, but I don't want to make my narrative about another narrative, and I also don't want to copy somebody else's narrative. But again when I look inward, I have no narratives. The only narrative I have in life is that of observing other narratives. Given this, none of my writing seems worthwhile, in fact it seems downright banal because it's really just me trying to express how I felt about a particular narrative. Ontop of this I have no sense of objective correlative, so everything I write is in monologue form, or taken from some incredibly transparent perspective/narrator.
What do? What do u think about all this? Besides the obvious notion that im incompetent.