I have always tried to remain neutral when it comes to writing things which are open for public viewing and this one of the most difficult things for a person with many opinions.
But as much as I love poking fun at the expense of things, I try to be super careful while choosing my words and ideas, because let’s face it-I’m horrified at the prospect of confrontation-even via internet (gamergate, almost any time someone writes about the ‘glass ceiling’-to list a few…well two).
Off late- I have been experiencing a horrible case of writer’s block. My resolution “I shall write a post atleast once every fortnight.” has long been forgotten,lying behind the other mangled literary-corpses, those belonging to ideals I once upheld and stories I once treasured.
So, I kept thinking all the while that I must find the reason for this feeling of not being able to come up with a single little idea that I could use to write about. Things seemed to be happening all around me- there’s sights, smells, feelings, people dying, crying, loving, lying. All wonderful things and there is, if not total silence- this white noise,making it difficult for me to elucidate one single notion I could possibly use.
I read a lot of books, short stories, scanned the web-got a terrible case of TMI(Too much Information) and was still not able to think of an appropriate , mostly uncontroversial thing to write about.
Over many weeks, I came to the conclusion that I must write to express my moods. I must start taking responsibility for my actions (and words) and yes- bear the brunt, if I court controversy.
More importantly I realised that I should not be under the assumption that I am the most impactful writer out there just because I happen to write.
If I SCAN atleast a few dozen articles daily other than the news, videos of cats and celebrities, OTHER PEOPLE DO SO TOO. By the end of the day- my words are probably(at least hopefully) lost in somebody else’s brain thanks to the avalanche of information they suffered that day-for no apparent reason other than- “This seems interesting and might be valuable some day-just like all the other stuff I went through today-Eg:’What colour is my aura- really?’ “.
So here I am, ready to take the flak along with a few fans while I await the rise of my buried words to awaken my figertips.