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"My Message"

I sit here feeling strained, knowing I have the ambition to do something creative of epic proportions. I want to write, I love writing but most of all I want to make a difference with my writing. I want to write something that will live on after I have died for people to remember me by; a timeless classic novel or a book of enduring usefulness.

The though of dying and being forgotten suffocates me. Some people are quite content to live out their life in relative happiness, die and then be forgotten. I want to leave behind me a legacy. I want people to read something I have written and for it to speak volumes to them. I want to make a difference to the lives of people; but I do not know how.

I sit here at my computer most nights with a blank word document open, wanting to begin my masterpiece. Longing for my fingers to spring to life and begin tapping down the jumbles mass of emotion, creativity and vitriol that is my thumping unconscious in a legible fashion. I keep a pen and paper by my bedside in case a dream clarifies what it is I am meant to write about. What I am meant to bring to the world that I feel is going to be so important. If I were a spiritual person I would probably say it was my destiny to convey this message that sits encoded in the back of my mind, always a few inches from the tip of my proverbial tongue; but so far it hasn’t made itself clear enough to scribble down on paper.

My jumbled assortment of poetry, discourses and stories each hold an element of what I am trying to reveal, but the big picture is far from complete. It pains me to think that I may never discover what it is I feel the need to express so badly. I have tried philosophising, stabbing in the dark at huge issues such as the meaning of life or the size of the universe. Issues I feel uncouth of someone of my education to even ponder with any degree of seriousness. But I will continue to explore every issue under the sun until I probe deep enough into my psyche to uncover the message I have to offer the world. Something I need to uncover for the sake of my ever failing sanity.

I have just the opposite problem.

I sit here with very little time to concentrate and not be destracted, my brain overflowing with stories and ideas. Most of it comes from nowhere in particular (or somewhere I cannot fathom), but I either find myself at work or at home with someone nagging me to do something.

I think most would-be writers find themselves ignored, or at least have the feeling of being ignored even if they aren't. A few will win praise and shine out (such as Meka and Grix on this site) and rightly so, but us 'part-timers' get forgotton.

I'm sure those published writers often felt this way, and you've got to let yourself in for some real rejection if you're writing anything for an audience.

At the end of the day, if you write for yourself when you can and if other people like it then it's a bonus.

Paradox: wrote:
> Cubist, I'll put this nice and simple so you'll have no qualms with
> it.
>
> YOU P*SS ME OFF

Oh so now I have a criticism I'm a bad guy. Pfft, take the criticisms with compliments you pu$sy:P

Cub!st wrote:
> All your writing though does seriously go over the top saying things
> in lines that could be said in a couple of words. It gives the
> illusion of intelligence but really you're just showing us your
> vocabulary.

Erm..Cub!st..

> but instead of being more articulate with your
> words you use words that are seldom used in day to day conversation
> and it just seems like you've gone out your way to say something that
> normally could've been said in a paragraph.

HIPPOCRYTE!

:D

Cubist, I'll put this nice and simple so you'll have no qualms with it.

YOU P*SS ME OFF

It's all true though Kyle and yes, I basically am saying that teenagers are generally unable to do anything like you are proposing. Especially on the whole meaning of life front. I mean seriously many people can spend their entire lives debating that and come to now conclusion yet you want to write a book or poems that speak to people on that level of deep meaningfulness.

All your writing though does seriously go over the top saying things in lines that could be said in a couple of words. It gives the illusion of intelligence but really you're just showing us your vocabulary. That's it. With all your writing I notice that you try to get across something but instead of being more articulate with your words you use words that are seldom used in day to day conversation and it just seems like you've gone out your way to say something that normally could've been said in a paragraph.

I thought when you were going to talk about the Sunflower you were going to agree with what I said but sadly not. Although it does kind of make my point. You see the techniques used to paint that sunflower as the most important factor just like see these words as the most important factor in your works. I was hoping you'd say that the sunflower is a simple thing but the artist achieved a masterful and memorable piece of work through it. It wasn't a complicated thing to paint. But it lives on, that's what I think you need to focus on. Making something simple memorable instead of showing off your vocabulary making points that are actually not so hard to comprehend or give across any real meaning at all.

Don't waste your time looking for inspiration.


You don't find IT.
IT finds you.

And don't put too many high expectations on your work...
That sort of holds you back...

Just write and if you find yourself unsatisfied then take a break from serious work and do something more fun.
Either way, experience builds up.
Things you used to have to work for come naturally and you get to focus on bringing something else to your writing...


sort of :-)

it will come paradox and i think it is damn good and special you know this - and have the ability to do it



You have been blessed as it were, dont let it destroy you. Write.

I cant wait till it arrives

ßora† §agdiyeV wrote:
> that reminds me, did you ever get that sperm out of your eye, English?

Ah, the classic line they cut out of the final edit of The Great Escape.

Azul wrote:
> Cubist makes me want to stab people.

Specifically him.

Cubist makes me want to stab people.