I know this little adventure into novel writing is all new to me. I also know I am doing it by the seat of my pants. That I am learning as I go and that there is just so much wonderful and overwhelming information out there on writing. So much so, that even the thought of it all, could leave me froze and unproductive if I wasn't careful. As an artist, I learned along time ago, sometimes learning more about how other's operate as painters and what they do, is not always such a great thing. That sometimes it can really interfere with finding one's own groove;one's own style. I didn't want to fall into that trap as a writer.
I made a point this time to throw caution to the wind and say screw it. I am who I am, and I write like I write. I don't know all the rules, and I don't spend my time in groups, forums or on chat lines about writing. I just love to write and that is what I am going to do. I am not going to go buy a ton of books and read tons of other people's work. Lord knows, in my day I have read plenty of books. Some I loved, and some I could read again like it was all new it was so unimportant to me. That to me, is the nature of writing. It may inspire one person and bore another just like ideas in general can. I know I am ignorant. I know I don't throw around fancy jargon and there are plenty of people out there who probably are far more equipped to write a book. So what is stopping them even when they have the time? Why do they stare at a blank screen and produce nothing? For the same reason some people stand in front of an easel and stare at a blank canvas. They have read so much or seen so much, the problem is, their heads are full of making comparisons. The old saying ignorance is bliss, I feel, has some merit when it comes to writing like it does painting. If you do something creative because you want to be better than everyone else, or as good, then your going to run into problems. Your going to be critical of every brushstroke you put down on that canvas or every word you put on that page. Nothing will ever be good enough. You will choke yourself up with expectations of how the writing should be or how the painting should look. And I can guarantee you will forget that all those great writers you love or all those painters, all had to start somewhere. That the novel or painting you put up there to aspire to, which ends up over shadowing you, was likely an accumulation of years of work! I play dumb to keep my headspace uncluttered and real. Yes, I do have rules and ideas and goals and so on, I just don't make them a big deal. I don't choke because like on my blog image, I see myself as the fool walking optimistically off the end of a cliff! Isn't that the only way to truly create? To be willing to make a complete and utter fool of yourself? To allow the failures as well as the successes? Creativity doesn't exist in order, it exists and comes from chaos;from the unknown other wise it would not be new and never need the creativity. I refuse to allow reality interfer with my writing. I am who I am and I write what I write, good, bad or indifferent. It is all mine. Just as, when you write, no one else can have your thoughts, so no one else can ever write just like you. So really how can it be judged as good or not? In the end judgements are still the objective opinion of the majority!
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