I
wanted to write something today, but nothing came to mind. Hopefully by punching my fingers into
this dirty keyboard, my brain will initiate activity that will in turn produce
words, sentences, and something worth reading.
(2 minutes later)
Still nothing.
I think I’m going to make a coffee.
(2 minutes later)
Okay I’ll just start writing as this coffee cools down.
The first topic I want to write about is not having a topic
to write about. You see, I’ve
always wanted to be a prolific writer.
Not the J.K. Rowling bestseller type or the Steven King thriller type;
I’ve just always wanted to express myself through stories. I’d love to make music, but I’ve never
played an instrument, and my voice is on par with Screech from Saved by the
Bell. So my creative outlet comes
with writing. I’ve decided that
this is the most difficult avenue of creativity. Songwriters write 50-100 words of poignant, terse lyrics,
and they are finished. Novelists
have to compose thousands of sentences that have to fit into a framework of an
overall story that sometimes doesn’t even make sense.
I
love writing, but I hate talking about it. When friends and family ask about my novel’s progress, I
tell them it’s going well. Then they inevitably ask me what my story is about
and I cringe. I don’t have a grand
plot where my protagonist travels to the dangerous Saharan desert to avenge his
father’s death. My plot is centered
around my own experiences, which has basically been growing up as a white male
in a good family in suburbia.
Sounds boring, right? I
guess so, but I believe that all lives, no matter how trivial or lame they may
be, are stories that deserve to be told. Having said that, I've been scrolling through my 900+ facebook friends looking for a story, a character, a setting. So if any of you think you sound like a character in a story of mine, it's probably you.
and that's all I have time for. off to the wildwood boardwalk. later.
-JD
How was the boardwalk, Jue
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