Thursday, February 12, 2009

On Writing

I've come to the conclusion that I can't write at home (at least nothing more than blog posts or articles). This is nothing new, I just have to remind myself of this every now and then.

Last week I went out for a long walk around the neighborhood--I've discovered that I'm bored with this area--and took an extended rest at the Xinjiang restaurant. I managed to start writing a new story within minutes of sitting down and ordering a beer. And this same thing happened last night (although it was poetry rather than a story).

This certainly dates back to my time in Boulder, CO, and the time I spent working on my creative dissertation at the sake bar. I quickly discovered that this habit only worked if I had one or two drinks--anything more turned my writing to garbage.

With my discovery (OK, it's just a reminder to myself) I will most likely spend the better part of my last four weeks in this city taking short walks that will end at the Xinjiang restaurant with a bottle of Tsingtao.

3 comments:

Yokie Kuma said...

Xinjiang restaurant? In Nanshan? How's the food? And where ?????

Matthew said...

Yokie, there are plenty in Nanshan. The one closest to me is on a side street off Houhai, a couple blocks from Coastal City. It's around the corner from Good Friend Health City.

Yokie Kuma said...

Excellent. Thank you. I know Houhai and Coastal City .... I used to live right above the GOME there on the corner .....