Writing and Stuff

Salam!

So…lets talk about writing. Isn’t it fun? Yay!

I have finally overcome my writers block, and it’s a happy day for everyone involved! I sort of hurdled over it with the help of a book I’ve been reading that’s been written for people like me.

In short, it’s for people who need to learn how to write because frankly they don’t have a clue and really need all the extra help they can get. ME! ME! ME!

Anyway in this book, which is written by some woman who holds writing workshops there is one part in particular that intrigues me. In this part she speaks about how we “think” too much when we write and you know what? I couldn’t agree more. I mean I THINK A LOT when I write which probably why I never get very far.

Seriously my mind goes like this:

Ok, theres got to be this girl…

…OH and then she falls from this mountain

….Makes her way to

….Another girl

….Blue eyes

….no brown

….short hair with red highlights

….no now she sounds goth

…maybe I should put her in something pink

…but she’s suppose to be deep and broody no one who’s deep and broody likes pink

…a mountain

….”She’ll be coming around the mountain when she comes * YEEHAA*”

.... where was I? Oh ya…nope…red hair

And it just goes on and on and on and on and…well you get the point. I never stops, not even when I’m in front of the TV which is suppose to be killing off brain cells and turning me in to a zombie.

So I’ve simply decided that I’d just relax, clear my mind and sort of see what happens…a writing exercise of sort, if you will. And OMG does it work. I mean really work. It’s nice to write something you feel good about, or at least sort of good about.

There are always those doubts that loom in our minds when ever we try our hands at being creative. I think mainly this has to do with the fact that when you’re creative you’re raw. You’re being yourself, you’re expressing both something about why and who you are. It’s probably another reason why when people need to vent they turn to the thing they are most passionate about. For some it’s writing, for others it’s painting, sculpting, sketching, etc.

You don’t have to be a whacky person to express yourself, so don’t be scared, you ARE NOT turning in to some weird, weed blowing, kum-by-yah-er.

However I never really got the whole “Journal” or “Diary” thing. Seriously, I’ve tried it a few times and I just can’t stick to it. I mean I’ve made my attempts, I have my first little red diary to show for it but honestly, I just can’t figure it out. I suppose most turn to journal writing for the same reasons some may turn to blogging, it’s a form of releasing some tension. A way for you to vent.

I just could never do it. I mean I sometimes vent a little on here, but never really let it out. Especially with a family of snoopy snoops having a journal filled with your deepest thoughts isn’t a good way to go.

Though I’m sure I’m missing out on all the enjoyment I would have from reading a journal entry made when I was younger. For example I’m so bad at this journal stuff that I’m sure my entries would have gone as follows:

Grade School Years:

Dear Diary,

Today I went to school. It was fun, I got to play on the swings and go “WEEE” as I went higher.

I’m so happy my mommy gave me a snack pack. It was vanilla…I like vanilla.

Ok that’s all for now
Love,
So and so

Junior High Years:

Today I went to school. I learned stuff about stuff which will help me with stuff when I’m older and stuff.

I got a snack pack for lunch. It was chocolate…I like chocolate. My mom rocks.

C’ya

High School Years:

… I got a snack pack. It was vanilla and chocolate swirl…I like vanilla and chocolate swirl.

I’m still learning stuff, only now I really need it if I want to do good on my diplomas and stuff.

Present Day:

Dishes are fun. I’m no longer allowed to have snack packs because apparently pudding isn’t good for you and with it comes unwanted poundage. So my life is empty now.

You see where I’m going with this? Yeah, I really don’t get how I could fill hundreds of pages in my pretty little journal with this stuff.

So you do what you have to do to let those creative juices fly, I’ll just stick to my writers block, and writing manual.

Peace
~Pink Gerbera~