I was going to give up writing, leave it in ashes and never look at it again. I had lost the will and the originality of what made me a writer. I thought I had nothing more to say nothing more that mattered. I had become so normal that it was boring to put it on paper. I look at everything I wrote, everything that has happened to me and I realize that I mattered not to you but to myself. I had lost the spark in me that originally led me to write. A intangible whisper, a god or maybe just a lonely heart. Even when I was little I would write about the things I had seen, the things that I wanted to see. Writing had lost its joy.
Who am I? Who will I become? I can’t answer those questions and I will probably always change the answer because we are always changing, always becoming better.
I realize why I write. To be heard. To be in a wasteland. I write because I love letting people into my way of thinking because I believe that there are things to say that left unsaid sometimes. I want to touch someone in a way so intimate that they forget we’re strangers. I want to find true love as I cut someone’s throat, as I bathe in their essence.
There is more to life than just work. There is more to life that just being me.
I won’t give up on writing because I still have a billion things to say and so little time to say it all.
Writers write because they must. Because the words will just accumulate inside until they can’t breathe any longer, can’t feel any longer, can’t live any longer. We write.because we must.
Writers write because they love. Because sometimes the lips won’t give heed to the things we most urgently need to say until all we can do is blurt it out in disjointed discourse. We write because we love.
Writers write because we hurt. Processing pain is a process unto itself. No one processes it the same and to unleash fury through the pen is a far sweeter relief than that of the tongue. We write because we hurt.
Writers share because we breathe. Writing is a personal process that isn’t complete until it’s shared with the world, to give life to the words that were borne onto that page so carefully and so raw. We share because we breathe.
Writers are because they have to be..
“If, after finishing a draft of your current screenplay, all you can do is push yourself away from the computer, and simply sit there, staring, like what the fuck have these characters just done to me, chances are you’re on to something - either that or you’re experiencing a nervous breakdown.”
Billy Marshall Stoneking (via veracity24)
I do not always know how to bleed;
even writers get words caught in their throat.
But we truly have no way to say
some of the things we feel,
so we do our best to tame
our thoughts without a pen
until the words finally come,
or we’re left waiting in the snow.
1. Give Supporting Characters Independent Goals
The story follows the main character, yes, but that doesn’t mean the whole world revolves around that character. Things happen. Supporting characters are likely to be involved in behind-the-scenes activities that influence society or the MC’s personal world.
Give supporting characters a life. What are they trying to accomplish? What obstacles are in their way? How do they interact with other characters, especially the main character?
Then dig deeper. What scares your supporting characters? What makes them happy? Do they try to avoid work? Do they jump at the chance to go on adventures? Do they party, or do they stay inside on Friday nights?
All these questions sound like things you would ask about your main character—and it’s true, you would. The first key to creating believable supporting characters is treating them as if they are the main character … but tone it down. You don’t have to show us every minute of their lives, just the parts that show us their personalities, affect the story, and influence the main character.
2. Focus on Speech Patterns of Your Supporting Characters
What do your supporting characters say? Are they so hyper that words spill out of their mouth so fast you could clock it on radar? Or are they reserved, and speak only when spoken to?
I always say dialogue is the most effective form of characterization. You can use quirks, stutters, slurs, screams, whispers, catch phrases, dark words, and light words. You can express intentions. Hide secrets. Blow secrets. Emotions flow through dialogue too.
Dialogue reveals so much about characters. A good way to create unique speech patterns is to let each of your characters say certain words a lot, or act a certain way while talking. Then your readers can identify who is speaking at any given moment, thus eliminating confusion.
3. Let Your Supporting Characters Represent Some Aspect of the Story
Supporting characters allow you to mix multiple themes and lessons into your story. One character can represent strength and another compassion. Perhaps one redeems himself after failing to assist the main character in an earlier predicament.
Use characters to their full potential. Don’t just put them in the story so your main character has someone to talk to. As I stated in the first point, give them a goal. In a similar way, when working on a theme, you can send these characters on their own journeys.
Readers will watch their strengths and weaknesses and see the choices they make. This will add layers to the story as readers become more invested in the lives of the people surrounding the main character.
Beautiful writing is dropping yourself off at the paper and picking yourself up when the page is filled with ink. Your mind goes on autopilot and the thoughts pour out of you. Your hand tries to keep up as it scratches the pen’s tip quickly across the paper but you just can’t catch each word. It is as if something was unplug inside of you and the gush of words is an unstoppable force. It’s allowing yourself to let every thought escape your cramped cranium without hesitation. Beautiful writing isn’t this exquisite combination of words aligned in the prettiest way possible. Spitting out an attractive sentence isn’t going to define you as a “gifted” writer. It’s taking the ordinary words and turning them into a mishmash of beauty. It’s about putting emotion behind those empty sentences and giving the reader just enough detail to conceive your vision but letting them fill in the rest. Writing is giving the unimaginable life. It’s about taking the instruction manuals of the world and giving them energy. When you can develop a voice that is clear, definite, and confident, when you reach that level of honesty, that is when hit elegance.
Don’t tell me
that I’m a semicolon
or a comma
I am not incomplete
and I do not need you
to finish my sentences
i don’t know what to do with this blank page. it’s not even a real page - sometimes i miss the feeling of a sliver of mother nature in between my fingers but then i remember that writing for hours makes my wrist hurt and my words unintelligible but typing soothes my soul like piano keys. so i am grateful.
life proves time and time again that i can never adequately prepare for it. the mists that clouded the roads ahead have cleared and the adventures awaiting are now more easily visible than even the world around me. yet i cannot stand to move, despite knowing the only way left to go is forward (god knows i’ve exhausted every other direction). i am no longer enclosed - i don’t feel the weight of a cage’s framework on my limbs and fingertips, but i do feel small and surreal and afraid. suspended, floating, effervescent (the liquid definition, not the emotional one). i am not waiting for anything anymore. instead, the world is waiting for me.
can’i? will i? should i? must i?
i was trying to write out my sadness when i realized that i was getting into darker stuff. to spare you from the gory details, i’d just say that there was something related to death and my inability to confront it.
i got so scared by what my unhappy emotions can do and what could happen further, i decided to stop and close the writing window.
my thoughts and feelings were running out of my fingertips like lava exploding out of volcanoes. the imagery i produce only makes them more vivid - much worse.
so maybe it isn’t the writing that is scary.
it could just be that the heart isn’t tame at all, especially when encountering extremely strong emotions. if you let a burning object get more fueled up, it might finally get consumed.
like continued hopelessness might turn to despair.
and much like the heart. it’s so fragile.
now i realize i have to protect it, or ask the God who is most capable. nobody should have to risk their burning heart, or else life would get extinguished.
When it comes to literature, writing in a realist or realistic style actually means writing events and dialogue that are merely plausible.
If you’re seeking to write in a manner that’s actually true to real life, with all its um's and uh's and meaningless turns of non-events, it's naturalism. And that shit is significantly messier and harder to read than realist works.
The moon is thought and voice unheard,
Spun from words once-buried alive.
Night’s many faces- also words.
We must keep writing to survive.
“If the word doesn’t exist, invent it; but first be sure it doesn’t exist.” - Charles Baudelaire”
when the words explode
all over the page,
my fingers in a frenzy, the cause
is usually one of two things:
either my soul is bursting
with regrets of words unsaid
or my heart is slowly dying
and in ponderous rhythm,
is beseeching me to bottle up
the leaking memories and
make something of them
more worthwhile than what
being with him could ever be.