Wednesday, 19 December 2012
The Writers Block
When you walk, sit still or are bathing, your head keeps chirping, with all the literary expertise it learned all these years, replete with logic, rhetoric and strong self made punch lines and creative ideas. But when you sit down to write, all you can write is something unforgivable like "the romantic movies and songs fill me with amazing great emotions" or something else as cheesy. I just cant think of a more emphatic adjective than 'great' or 'amazing'. The right words JUST DON'T APPEAR in the head. This is the writers block. A complete account of your minds ideas with as less loss in translation as possible, making use of all linguistic faculties. Using seemingly unrelated words to beautifully form an idea that makes perfect sense and fits perfectly in the context. I miss that. When i was in school, or even in college i used to be able to do that. Just like I would never miss even a day of wearing some basic eye make up. But now. I don't write well. Neither do I apply make up. I probably lost the motivation to be aesthetic. I cant even write my tests properly anymore, because of this rusting issue.
Language makes you feel so powerful. When you produce something strong, something that moves people or impacts them positively, you know you have something special that you can use to connect, to change or to make people act react and speak up, to share feelings and to offer solutions. Words are particularly important to the less skilled ones like me who lack the talent to express though music, dance, paintings and other such abstract means of expression.
Ideas by themselves are not as significant as how closely and effortlessly they are transferred with as less loss in meanings and intentions to another mind. Prose is ideas delivered as words in literal fashion crisp and clear, like your regular physics text book. Poems are evolved prose. They transform ideas into imagination. This imagination in turn unravels into ideas in the listeners mind, so that the loss in translation is far less than in prose. This process of poemising and unraveling is so amazing that you will be blown away by the experience. You will feel one with the author whom you probably have not even seen, or even heard. You will sense things that are not written. Some human being somewhere with whom you connect remotely without the technological gadgets. This is probably what they mean by telepathy.
Before I move towards talking more crap and later embarrass myself under the context of overcoming writers block, I am gonna stop. BTW you have no idea how much the spell check feature has saved me from total disgrace today.
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