So I made this promise to myself that when friday came, I would buckle down and do some writing. For the amount I think about writing, I don’t write a lot. I spend most of my time brainstorming story ideas, thinking about images, how a story could go. Sort of playing the story out in my head and writing the general premise down if it sounds good.
I don’t like writing without a plan because I see it as a waste of time. Just writing to “get the juices flowing” has seemed like complete bullshit to me. I like to know where I am going and craft my writing to get there. Today though, I decided to take my teachers advice and try just freewriting for 25 minutes. God I hate the term free writing. It reminds me of artsy people who have “writers block” and then it reminds me of the cliche that writing is something that is casual and not taken seriously. I have always felt like free writing is an excuse for not being able to think of a story. Boy, was I wrong.
Like I said, the prompt was to write for 25 minutes about something that you do all the time at home, and may not like, but reminds you of home. Writing and not stopping to edit was like pulling teeth. I HATED IT. I literally had to force myself to keep writing. I stopped halfway through and trashed it. I wasn’t getting anywhere.
You see, I hate putting down un-edited words because it makes me feel like the writing isn’t good. I took a bit of a break and reminded myself that no one but me was going to see this and I already know that deep down I’m full of shit and weak and pathetic anyway, so i might as well give my all even if it sucks.
I started on a new topic. I forced myself to put exactly what I was seeing down on the page, no matter how much the wording sucked. It was hard at first, but then, slowly, I began to feel what I felt in the moment I was writing about. It was REALLY strange.
I was writing about this time when I was shoveling snow early in the morning, the day after my girlfriend broke up with me and how I had gotten so little sleep that night because I had been crying. I will be honest, the writing DOES suck, but something happened. As I wrote, I began to remember quite clearly exactly how I felt that day. It was… like i said… fucking weird. I got really really sad all of a sudden and kind of zoned into the moment. I could feel the emotional weight and intensity of the moment like I was experiencing it for the first time. Things that I had forgotten down the road came back to me…. like I remembered why I felt a certain way. I remember saying in an earlier post that I didn’t remember the emotions that go with some events in my life… maybe I do, they are just stored away deep in my mind. I thought I had gotten over the breakup, but that flood of emotion made me think… maybe it wasn’t complete resolved in my heart. Maybe I needed closure and writing could give me that.
By the end of the “writing experiment” I felt this heavy sadness on my chest and was fighting to hold back the tears. I did cry… no one noticed thank god.
I felt exactly the way I had felt in that moment. Walking out of the library (it was raining to go along with my mood), I felt sad, but also really good. It was like for a moment I totally forgot all of the details of my life (even that I have a girlfriend) and was fixed on the emotions in that moment.
I remember thinking, “Maybe I do want to be a writer.” It was a sort of a high. I felt like by the end, I really wrote something beautiful. Not beautiful because the story is structured well, but beautiful because it mattered a lot to me. I actually wrote about something that causes emotions in me. Usually I write stories with the aim to cause emotions in others. I still have this really big desire to capture exactly what I was feeling, thinking, and seeing in that moment of my life. It’s weird because usually with story ideas… i get them and then forget them later (which is why I write them down), but with this I didn’t forget it. I guess it means something to me.
I’m definitley going to start writing more after that. I’ll let you know how it goes.
-TK