Filed under: autobiography, books, creative non-fiction, essays, writing | Tags: blogs, books, fiction, journaling, writing
Blank pages used to be somewhere I would go to feel free, and leave feeling I had created something worthwhile. While the latter still holds true, I do not find the same solace on the page.
Since my third year in college, 2006, it has taken me a concerted effort to not pain-stalkingly analyze any and every piece of fiction I am reading or in the process of writing. As a result, I get a lot more out of what I read, and what I do write is pretty solid; but I miss the days of devouring books in hours, simply enjoying the ride, as well as being able to sit down and free-write a piece of fiction without caring if it sounded like complete nonsense.
At a very young age, I decided that I wanted to write for a living. While I am doing that in some sense, it is definitely not what I had in mind. I thought I’d have books in stores by now. While I do have plans for a novel series, they are no where near ready for prying eyes. I used to think I wanted to be like R.L. Stine or Stephen King…Mainly the having the quality of churning out prolific amounts of good quality writing. Then I got to college.
I realized Stephen King didn’t think he was a particularly good writer…and honestly, compared to the depth existing in the works of numerous authors across all genres, he really isn’t. Before studying fiction writing in a formal setting, all I really wanted to do was entertain myself and others while making money in the process. Afterwards, I decided that rather than light amusement,what I really wanted to write was entertaining fiction loaded with meaningful messages, prompting the reader to reflect.
Suddenly, writing became much harder. And not as much fun. I didn’t want my writing to stay like it was. I wanted it to be more…better…
It is never good enough; the want for perfection is crippling, both for my writing and my soul.
Filed under: creative non-fiction, poltics, self-help | Tags: blogs, cognitive theraphy, creative non-fiction, journaling, politics, stumble upon, writing
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