Friday, June 5, 2009

The Death of Art 7

"Thick with the cloud of threatened sleep, Katherine thought vaguely, do I dream… She rolled over; her nostrils filled with her own scent.  She breathed it in, wincing at the stark realization it presented.  No.  I don’t dream.  I don’t wish, even, any more.  I don’t hope, I haven’t prayed in years, and I swear the only beans I’ve bought are in my pillows at home.  I don’t even like beans.  Do I pretend… She could smell the addiction to work and to the gnarled sense of self she procured from routine in the dead cloth of her car seat. Do I pretend, ha!  With that her brow furrowed, hurt by the frank stab of her subconscious.  And it furrowed more, with the all too honest awareness that the only option left was one she fit into quite nicely, a hand into a glove.  I lie.
She lay, thoughtful.  Everybody lied, though.  Everybody cheated, and yelled, and scorned, and hated, and blamed.  It wasn’t that people were bad, just that they were people.  And that was OK; she was OK." -      -- by justplainweird (DeviantArt)



Today's topic is writing. Because people can't write. Well, some people can. Take the above example. I picked it because it uses both the style of the author as well as a quote from Shel Silverstein. It's a very well written piece, I'd recommend reading it. But that's beside the point. The point is writing. People are stuck in a cycle. Read something, try to write, write something similar to something else, rinse, repeat. I've done it, pros have done it. It's a common thing, honestly. I'd be lying if I said everything I wrote was unique and "perfect," because it's not. I try to be unique, but eh.

To be frank, there really isn't a lot to say about writing, I just wanted to make that first point clear. Try new things, Experiment!!! Be scientists with literature! Who says the scientific method is restricted to biology, chemistry, physics? All it really takes is a guess and a try! Well, and an idea. It's what all the best things are made of. Song writing, story writing, poetry, it's all the same in that sense. Don't rhyme in a poem except for every third line, alternating. (1 and 4, 2 and 5, 3 and 6, etc. It may turn out quite neat! I'll let someone else try it ;P)

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