Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Beginnings...

I have heard people say that beginnings are the toughest. But most people whom I talk to barely know what it means to begin, they simply know that they are the toughest, based on "commonsense psychology." I sit here thinking that there is so much to what we say and feel as writers. Some readers think that writing is about sitting in the dark with the light on at late hours and writing a masterpiece-this often takes more than a year and the writer is a loner who does not know how to relate to anyone. But I daresay that writing is different..it is the magic of pen and paper and the insatiable feeling one gets when their hand guides a pen smoothly over a piece of paper. It is continous and a tideous process...at times it haunts you to almost "giving up." It then feels like hitting a brick wall, but like Randy Pausch ["The last lecture" ]said that brick walls are there to show you the achievers from the the non-achievers. It only shows you who really wants something and what they go through to achieve it. At times generating ideas seems like a futile thing to do, but when you sit down and concentrate it falls through...for a writer who seeks to be published the question in mind is always, one down many more to go, so what next? I feel as though at times it takes one to be Ernest Hemingway and Robert Frost to have the determination and discipline to go through, or Jane Austen to have the knack for vividly explaining characters and their motives, only then to instill some rationality by having the objectiveness of Ayn Rand if not her philosophical take, but there can be room for only one Hemingway, Austen, Rand and Frost....what that leaves is the knowledge that every written work is a masterpiece composed of hardwork and sweat, neatly kneaded in words by a writer with utmost discipline and passion for his/her work.