{ nowadays I write too much. I have ample of time with me for offering crap. In free time, some play and most of us sleep. Some read so that sooner or later SLEEP embraces them. I, for the one, write non-sense and let others churn the sense out of it!!! pretty naughty of me but it is a good exercise for you all. Sometimes finding reason in a holy mess of scrap is the most difficult thing to do.... People, it is time for some serious brainstorming. Be Game.}
So why do I write so much these days?
1) Well, I have nothing much to do as of now. 3rd year in college has just started and the course flow is phlegmatic and quite viscous. I am not reading much of novels either since I have just finished a thick and heavy one ( as in plot). I am drained of everything. Writing is easy. Just type idiotically. If something comes out good, its pure serendipity.
2) I have almost overcome a dire situation in my life. I am so inundated with joy that only words seem to be the outlet. Long held happiness flows in words. Long held sadness fills the tear pools.
3) This is the best way ( for me) to keep a safe distance from unhappiness ( it is lurking to grab me, I can sense it..). If I don't scribble, I would be unhappy again because the idle mind knows no shackles and it invariably guides me to old unhappy memories.
4) because Writing generally comes out good when you are not making any sense. Sometimes a message behind the piece spoils the party . At times, Just Jot and shut your brain--doors.
5) Now comes the murky stuff. I am working on my writing skills. A pro ( I am not, but still!!) would go to any length to accentuate his vocational know-how!! I am working on a novel and some friends have gone through some part of it. They are finding it good. In fact good enough to make a sad man beam, a happy man weep.
please pray that I don't stop it midway . I hope that I would drift with the tide and the novel shall see the red ribbons and speedy reading- sessions.
ah, silly dreams. They make you look stupid, don't they??
3 comments:
So is this novel of yours meant to please anyone?
nope..
a sad man beam, a happy man weep.
it is just an attempt to portray some emotions. now If words render me helpless, what can I do?
So.. Is this Novel still going strong?
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