i have been dumping a lot of pictures onto pinterest:
http://pinterest.com/houseofpelerin/the-novel/
it’s a nice way to start off a writing session. baroque on the headphones, pictures to look at . . . and away we go, back in the zone.
but i was thinking of rings the other day, for a particular trigger memory, and i was googling different keywords, and i came across this:
oh my goodness—
because this is pretty much exactly what i had imagined. which is not that remarkable in and of itself, it’s not like i had imagined something very elaborate. but still. it did stop me in my tracks.
now with this kind of thing, is it synchronicity? a subconscious plagiarism? or is either too much to read into a piece of jewelry this simple?
no matter what, i am once again thinking: writing is never truly original. you are, at best, funneling a vast history of ideas and stories and things through your particular filters—in short, your primary contribution is the how.