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2009-04-14

What's in a name?


Recently I have been considering what encompasses a ‘writer’. By what criteria are we able to add this to a person’s title? In context:

“Here is my mate Teo, he dabbles in black and white photography, is partial to a bucket of frozen margarita mix. Oh and he is a writer”


Now there are the obvious indicators which I will assume are proportionate to commercial success, publications, fans and financial security. Someone who can put pen to paper for a living would be what most people qualify as a writer.

But what about all of those insanely talented people who were unable to relentlessly pursue their love in life or find it viable enough to express themselves, their imagination or penchant for strategically stringing words together day in day out?

You could then go to the other extreme and treat the word ‘write’ quite literally. My niece can now spell her name as well her little brother’s and those of her parents. Is she now a writer? In my opinion yes and much better than a lot of what I read on a daily basis.

Alternatively, could our best screen plays, poems, and essays be replaced by a cleverly scripted thesaurus program that was able to construct a range of adjectives, nouns and verbs into a sentence… a chapter ….a novel? OK, possibly a bit extreme. But maybe a million monkeys......hmmmm.

Its seems there is quite a classic structure for a lot of funded blogs and opinion columns. Simply pose one of the many ‘big questions’ to your readers, then cite and link back to a few ‘recent studies’ and ask the readers for their opinion and or related experience after sharing your own. This is not to dismiss the wonderfully unique and insightful few that have enriched the on line community. Admittedly there are two driving factors behind this post, namely;


  1. A handful of people I know who, are so gifted when it comes to writing, I selfishly wish they would take the time to scribe more as I very much enjoy reading their stuff as I believe would many others 
  2. I want to write more. I think I need to but I am so apprehensive about my ability as well as the fact that I have ABSOLUTELY no idea what it is I actually want to write about. 
I have visions of people reading my stuff going: 'yeah well I can kinda see what she is trying to say but the questions remains....why did she bother?'

Anywho, what I do realise is that when I look back after time on things I have written, is that I really enjoy them. Once I stop being so critical and sifting through each sentence with a fine tooth comb I gain perspective and appreciate the sentiment of what's there on the page.

So I will now trust the process. I sometimes don't write anything as I prematurely resign myself to the fact that I won't be able to finish anything I start.

Well. My way around that now is to post in snippets. As each mini epiphany comes, it shall be posted. No more excuses.


Namaste

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3 Comments:

Blogger InvoluntaryMaturity said...

I've got a few quibbles about this topic myself. The first is the lowest form of blog post, which consists of linking a tiny bit of ultimately useless information (try searching for "spyro the dragon movie" for examples), then adding two lines of something equally as bland (Yeah, I'll watch that movie 4 sure, I loved the PS1 game"), then open up to the comments for people to add their own gems of information to it (OMG SPyRO is Awesome!).

The most gratifying parts of these sorts of posts are when one comment completely and utterly shows just how little research the original poster actually put in (http://www.joystiq.com/2009/04/13/spyro-the-dragon-the-movie/ is a good example, note the comment that links the IMDB page!).

btw, you're a writer sweety, please don't stop writing.

April 15, 2009 at 12:07 AM  
Blogger Tiggers Twin said...

Ahh...the sister in law.

At first I was astounded at her lack of interpersonal skills. However, as I discovered during my 'sacred' sleep time, she made up for it by ranting non stop, when clearly I was 'intoximicated' and in no state to hold a conversation, let alone, listen to some dribblings from a wannabe writer...

Note: Dribblings.

Now I find myself rendered speechless at her desire to be a writer. Scratch that. A romantic novel writer - but not the trashy type. Let me guess. It'll be based loosely around her personal life.

HAY! This giffs me howpe, if shee can b a ryta, than y c*nt I b two?

Please...kill me now.

April 16, 2009 at 1:27 PM  
Blogger Tiggers Twin said...

And as for Shakespeare...Romeo & Juliet started out as a trashy romance novel?!? How easy is it to have someone committed these days?

Ain't nothing floating my boat honey, except an indescribable amount of alcohol if we're to be subjected to any of your rantings!

April 16, 2009 at 3:11 PM  

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