Ladies, and gentlemen. Members of the jury. Today, I will be writing about writing. Yup, guilty as charged.
I have a little dilemma. Actually, let’s call it, “Thinking out loud.”
Be honest if you ever tried this.
You have an interesting idea, and though it is about your life experience, somehow there is a universal theme. Something that can be googled. So, you type the keywords, and you try different variations. Before you know it, it has been an hour and your browser window is filled with dozens of open tabs.
All within your theme. And maybe some on the edge of it.
The point is you end up being overwhelmed with some ten, twelve thousand words and you shout, “Oh Shit! All of it is already written.”
You feel sad, even depressed (Though that’d be technically wrong, sad and depressed are on the entirely different spectrum). You pace in your room and after a while, you end up wandering through parks.
Suddenly you get an epiphany, “Hey! How about I modify what everyone has written, add my own experience, and voila, I’ll have the best blog post ever.”
What? It’s only me?
So, back to the matter at hand. You reread the twelve thousand or so words, and you start modifying it. You know, changing synonyms, shuffling, adding and whatnot.
Hours pass, and you end up being exhausted. You check the word count and shit. Only four hundred words.
I have said it countless times (I am not joking), there isn’t a point to originality. There is nothing new under the sun. And yet when we write from memory, our words flow smoother. All right, maybe not smoother but better than the whole modified writing.
Isn’t it interesting?
When you write what has already been written, there are two ways to do it. One is by experiencing it. Some of us experience by reading too, so let’s keep it aside for this point. All right?
Right now, let’s talk only about real life experiences.
When we write what we know, we end up giving the words a personality. It is true. Swear to God.
Creative fiction is all well and good, but every piece of fiction has a shred of reality. There isn’t any other way.
Writing what we know. The only mantra I follow.
Shit. I am back on the same kind of post I have written dozens of times. Like I said, there isn’t anything new under the sun.
Via Daily Prompt: Agile