Anyone can write. Everyone should try it, even if they never
plan to publish it. Writing is like being in charge of your own personal insane
asylum. You decide what happens, how it happens, and when it happens. Writing
is the easiest thing to do. It’s also the hardest. It’s as simple as simply
expanding your most recent dream, the one you can barely remember, and turning
it in to a short story, or a novel.
You can’t just write something. It’s not that easy. But at
the same time it is. You have to have the idea, even if it’s the smallest thing,
such as a silver pocket watch. The idea of that pocket watch leads you to come
up with the greatest idea of a story about the creation of time travel – which is
nothing but paradox and contradictions. Every writer is a terrible writer. The
first draft is what just spills from your fingertips. The second draft – that dreaded
first revision – is what your brain tears to shreds. In this, you wonder how
you ever dreamed of releasing that monstrosity to the world.
Writers are constantly working. They’re never ‘off the
clock.’ When we zone out and tap our pens, pencils, or fingers against a
surface, we’re creating an entirely different world. It’s not just something
you can control. Like that pocket watch, the gears of your brain are just ticking
on and on in to infinity, until one day, it stops. We writers don’t see it as
the moon simply shining. We see it at all these angles, how the moonlight is
being reflected off of a piece of broken glass on the mildew drizzled lawn, how
the moon casts a dull white blanket over everything in its path. Writing is one
of the simplest complexities that we’ve been challenged with. Writing lets you
be what reality denies you.
And by the way, everything in life is writable about
if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The
worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. --Sylvia Plath
The above is a rough draft of the speech thing I'm giving in my AVID class on Thursday. We're supposed to speak about something that's important to us, and I just knew that this is the one that would make most sense for me to talk about.
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