Sunday, March 23, 2008

Dumbfuck writers!

Hmmm… Hi…!!!
I guess I ought to greet my readers; though I never came across such a protocol whilst my numbered wanderings amongst various blogs. And seeing that I remain a newbie to the blogging concept, I’ll remain content with blabbering about whatever comes to my mind. (I am pretty sure someone is disappointed at my indecision as regards to which of my marvellous views I should unveil here). Well I just gave this whole thing a thought. What is a blog meant for? What do I write on a blog? And as any practical person would ask, what do I get from this? Alas, answers to most still escape me.
Well now that I have set out to write one, I can as much as share my thoughts about the art of writing. I had the misfortune of reading some posts written by a person I thought of as indeed a very able writer, but even more as a very intelligent individual. I was indeed in for a big disappointment. I shall like to illustrate one of the many phrases in the particular piece of writing that invited my ire: ‘I feel like I’m soaring into the sky atop a rocket called Exhilaration’.
Now where did the person go wrong? Let’s see, one thing that struck out was the use of, an extremely abecedarian in nature, form of writing, which some may crudely call as ‘flowery’. Well you surely do agree with me that writing pretty does not imply that you are actually writing well. Excessive use emotion depicting words sure does piss me off. Writing is indeed an art, and only a few befit the category of good writers, I daresay I mightn’t meet one in this lifetime. For me writing is about connecting with the reader not overwhelming him using a very poetic writing style. Again it’s best if your reader knows your nature and your basic emotional tendencies well enough, no point being mysterious. As far as my case goes I can only affirm, this germ of an idea currently in your mind, that Lucifer here is arrogant, full of himself, a chauvinist etcetera. Now that we are done with this preliminary necessity. We may move forth on our journey towards discovering what writing is all about. I came across this quote somewhere “Nothing is as powerful as an idea whose time has come”, if such immense is the fabled power of an idea, then why do so many of us fall prey to a much lowly predator- a good vocabulary. Now hold it, I am not condemning having a good vocabulary, because of my obvious lack of one, I am merely suggesting that semantics cannot make up for the lack of ideas. Of course a brilliant writer may have a classy control over language, but that is not what makes him brilliant. I’ll just put a question to you, would you frankly prefer reading an article where in you have to set the cogs inside your brain in motion, every two minutes? Even most linguistics professors won’t enjoy that. Because the only words that can inspire awe are guaranteed not to be commonly used in a normal interaction between two normal people. Then what is the point in using them. I am sure my readers are themselves proficient writers, don’t you think that fluency of thought and ease in understanding are pre requisites to good writing? I am sure you do! Then why do some of us time and again forget the essentials and meander off course? That may be attributed in part to the Human nature; it should not be any of my concern to examine the nuances of psychology when I still have an article to finish. Getting back, I hope my ramblings shall not go waste, and some of my readers are reminded of the un-chartered pledges they took when they embarked on a journey up this lane.

For my friends who did not want to take the pain of going through the whole article, here is the idea in a nutshell:
Write simple, write fluently and most of all make your reader enjoy your work instead of making him ruffle up his hair in frustration over what the heck are ‘russets’.

I am in no way perfect so pray let me know of my shortcomings, and of course what use is a writer who can’t refine his views, all criticism invited after all where would the world be without its share of cynics.

Ps: I also want to apologize for my constant repetition of the word “Well”!

Au revoir.

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