Saturday, 22 June 2013

Writing

The act of putting pen to paper and letting inspiration lead from the front, in the hope that what you write is worth reading, legible. The more noble of us hope that what we write will stand the test of time, a feat reserved for the greats.

The consensus among poets is that they can't write unless they're sad or otherwise emotionally disturbed, and I've always pondered it. Is it that misery needs company? I think we're all selfish, really. We want to burden people with our sadness while keeping the happy to ourselves.

Although in all actuality, what more can be written about happiness? Everything written now almost sounds cliché; simple because so many people have said it before. Sadness though? So many shades of it that new words to describe it will never cease to be found. The 'Infatuation with Sadness' I call it.

Or is it that our vocabularies are skewed to the negative? "Can't", "Doubt", "Unlikely", "Impossible"? Way easier to bring to mind than "Joy" or "Carefree". The world is a serious place after all.

Still, writing is arguably the best way to secretly express yourself. After all, everyone* hates reading. So to keep it private, put it in a book. It also allows reflection, there are very few lies when you 'put it on paper', especially when it's written to yourself.

So what do you write about?

*Not EVERYONE. But approximately 95%** of people

**Statistic completely made up

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