Writing

The aim of this, is to write - which you'd think would be an easy thing to do. I mean, it's not like I need a topic, I could write about absolutely anything - the trouble is, when I'm out and about I tend to think of many things to write about - interesting things, things I have a strong or strange opinion about, in short - good topics.

Then I come home, usually several hours later, and sit down and think to myself "okay, now write" and you know what comes to mind - nothing. Bubcus.

It's as if my brain is resentful of the fact that when it came up with all those wonderful topics, I told it to put them on hold, and so now when I'm ready, it gives me the silent treatment as revenge.

But I can play tricks too - because you see brain, I don't really need you to write; all I need are my hands and my eyes (I guess I could write without the eyes, but for the sake of things coming out semi-intelligible, I'll keep them open) and my brain can sit and pout in the corner all it wants.

Right now I can feel it willing the rest of me to give up, saying, "This is retarded - c'mon eyes, you don't like what you're seeing do you? Tell hands to stop, and we can show him who's boss. Lets have him take a nap - or maybe I'll give him a stupid idea and we can watch him act like an ass for a while - join me..."

Well, sorry brain - holler and whine all you want - I can write without you. Sure, we're both better as a team, but I'll write whenever I damn well please.

And such is the process of daily writing - people say "oh, but I don't have anything to write about..." But really, is having a great topic so great? I mean, Stanley Kubrick was one of the writers for the screen version of 'Eyes Wide Shut" - that movie had lots to say didn't it? Wasn't it so deep and insightful and... What the hell happened in it? Nobody really knows - some people say they know, and I believe that a few of them truly believe they do (the rest of you just read someone else's opinion and started mimicking it - you know who you are) but they don't. Stanley Kubrick is a great screen writer, and that's what happened to him, because he thought he had something really clever handed to him.

And that's the risk you run by trying to be really really clever - sometimes (often) you and a few people around you, who may or may not be pretending, are the only ones who have any idea what's going on, and that's not fair to anyone. Unless you don't care and you're only writing for yourself, in which case, fine, go ahead - but if you're only writing for you, don't show it around to everyone and expect them to ooh and ahh at your cleverness, keep it where it belongs - on paper, in a drawer, for you.

And if you are going to show it around, and post it online and all that, please do two things - don't expect anyone to get it, and for the love of God, use a spellchecker.