Where have you gone, my Bonnie Blue?
I just finished a short story. I’ll publish it Thursday. First one in quite some time, and it felt good.
Of course it’s dark but hey, that’s who I am much of the time when in creative mode, a seer of the dark side.
I’m actually not a dark person. I enjoy life. I’m not depressing to be around; some would say I’m actually enjoyable to talk to; but man alive, I can go dark when writing.
I think the things I write about are important. I write about the shadow people, the underbelly of society, the homeless, the stained, the addicts and the drunks. Put any label on them you want, but they are still human beings, and I guess I don’t want them forgotten. So I pay tribute to them in my stories, in some small way telling them that someone has noticed their existence . . . someone cares that they are breathing . . . someone gives a damn for a few minutes.
And really, just between you and me, that’s all any of us really want . . . recognition and acceptance . . . and if we are really lucky, we win the jackpot, and we find love.
DETOUR
I was reading an article from a medical magazine the other day, and in it they explained that there really is such a thing as instant attraction to another person; there is some scientific explanation for it, some hormone or scent or primal whatever which is imprinted on us, and when we meet a person with a similar imprint, we are instantly attracted to that person. I’m not sure I completely understood the scientific explanation, but I do find it reasonable and certainly interesting. It actually explains a great deal about times in the past when I’ve been attracted to someone instantly, like I wasn’t even in control of my own mind or heart or body.
Instant attraction
What’s that got to do with creative writing?
Really? I sure hope you didn’t ask that question.
I guarantee that information will be in a short story or novel in the not-too-distant future.
I’m not sure what you expected to gain from following this blog. I’m not sure what I expected to provide, but what you get is honesty and a sort of scatter-gun approach to teaching about the art of writing. And hopefully you will pick up a tidbit or two which is actually valuable to you.
I feel the angst . . . I see the pain . . . I smell the fear . . . I hear the hopelessness . . . I taste the conflict . . . creative writing should be visceral. If done correctly, your readers will break out in sweat, break out in song, check dark corners for the unspeakable, and remember, with a smile, long-forgotten feelings of the warm and fuzzy.
Bill
“Helping writers to spread their wings and fly.”
Billybuc
Artistry With Words 