What Can I Say?
Sometimes I have a really hard time writing this blog.
It's not the writing itself that's difficult, usually...more the issue of what to write about. I'd really like to write about serious subjects, but as I start to write, I will suddenly remember the story about, for example, the time that I threw up in front of a bullying older girl when I was in first grade, and I was kind of glad that I did, since she was acting all snotty because I'd put my school bag in the wrong place on the playground when I arrived for morning daycare, but the thing was, I was feeling really sick and didn't care, so when I ended up puking on the ground right in front of her and she ran off screaming, I didn't feel sorry at all. I was more concerned about possibly getting throw-up on my new shoes, if you want to know the truth.
Now, you'd never guess from reading the above paragraph that what I had originally intended to write was a thought-provoking piece on the Arab-Israeli conflict based on my experiences during a trip I took to the Middle East last September, would you?
And that's my trouble. This is why I will always struggle to be a great writer. When important things need to be written, I cave and fall back on the trivialities of life.
Is it fear? Writer's block? Laziness? Perhaps a combination of all three? Something else entirely?
It's hard to say.
It's not the writing itself that's difficult, usually...more the issue of what to write about. I'd really like to write about serious subjects, but as I start to write, I will suddenly remember the story about, for example, the time that I threw up in front of a bullying older girl when I was in first grade, and I was kind of glad that I did, since she was acting all snotty because I'd put my school bag in the wrong place on the playground when I arrived for morning daycare, but the thing was, I was feeling really sick and didn't care, so when I ended up puking on the ground right in front of her and she ran off screaming, I didn't feel sorry at all. I was more concerned about possibly getting throw-up on my new shoes, if you want to know the truth.
Now, you'd never guess from reading the above paragraph that what I had originally intended to write was a thought-provoking piece on the Arab-Israeli conflict based on my experiences during a trip I took to the Middle East last September, would you?
And that's my trouble. This is why I will always struggle to be a great writer. When important things need to be written, I cave and fall back on the trivialities of life.
Is it fear? Writer's block? Laziness? Perhaps a combination of all three? Something else entirely?
It's hard to say.
posted by grackyfrogg @ 6:42 PM
2 Comments:
At 7:59 PM ,
Anonymous said...
Perhaps it's the knowledge that there's too much seriousness in life combined with the fact that you are REALLY good at writing about the lighter things. Or maybe it's because while you think you want to write about serious subjects, it butts up against your desire to amuse and entertain your readers. And while writing about the middle east is certainly good and important and all of that... it's definitely not entertaining.
Becca :)
At 2:05 PM ,
Andi said...
Perhaps in your subconscious mind, these trivial stories relate to something deep within you....
Eaten snails lately?
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