Monday, October 22, 2007
Writing is addictive, I swear. I think it’s the rain too. It makes people think. Or makes ME think. Actually, on retrospect, I am always writing. When I was 13, I wrote fan fiction. I wrote stories because I just love imagining things and penning this imaginations down. By Secondary Three, all these had stopped. I guessed I told some form of author’s break. I was writing fan fictions here and there but my relationships outside of the computer was taking up a lot of my time. In J1 I took up writing again, but this time on insights that He gives me. In the midst of it all, I guess writing was and is still one of the tools I used to express my own emotions.
Why do we actually write? For me it’s always that spark of inspiration, it’s like the “Muse” that grips me and I just start pouring out all that is on my mind. It’s a temptation that I really cannot resist and even the notion of typing every single word out, the sound of the keyboards banging, the appearance of every single letter of the screen just captivates my soul. It’s like some form of movie where every frame just come together to form a perfect tapetry of meaning and flow.
I have to admit that sometimes my writings surprise me. When that spark of inspiration came, it feels as though it is not me writing anymore, it’s like some other being took over me. The words just flow, even the punctuation falls right into place. The next day when I re read what I wrote, I wonder who did such a wonderous piece of work. It really did not feel like me. When I write, like now, my mind becomes so clear. A friend once commented that some of my writings are so clear that anyone who reads it gets the meaning. But the state of clarity at the point of time was an unknown stranger to me. I have no idea how come my writings come across clear, I don’t go around but Ex and Ev and force myself into a structure of sorts. I just write. The structure just comes in. And I enjoy this whole short circuiting process, it made writing seem like magic.
Well I don’t think I can write professional or write a full fledged novel. For me, when the muse disappear, it disappear. When I have nothing to write means I have nothing to write, it is nearly impossible for me to squeeze something nice and creative when Mr (I choose make it a guy) “Muse” doesn’t visit me. Moreover, I doubt I have the patience to write 100+ pages of words. A short story collection maybe, but not a full fledge novel.
Speaking of novels, I cannot stand most novels recently. They all sound the same. Some examples include, a Hero saves the world (and the lady), a couple splits and gets back again, a teenage girl struggling with her teenage issues and there is always the S-E-X component in it. It is so prevalent that sometimes I wonder if man is so deprived of it that he has to seek it from books. But obviously, I know that the truth is the contrary. It’s so hard to find a novel that surprises me. Maybe that is why I am turning into non fiction nowadays, non fiction enlightens me. I feel as though I have learnt something. Moreover the correct non fiction books are thousand times more interesting that a teenage girl with multiple sex partners.
In conclusion (the conclusion is beginning to sound like a GP essay, catch the pun?), I love writing and and I guess I will always do. But I don’t believe in writing for people to see. I usually write for no audience in particular but if you stumble by, you are always welcome to read =)
Innocence
11:05 PM
