Aimless writing is an art in itself.
Let me first explain what i mean. There are certain articles, blogs, stories etc that you come across on this vast platform of the Net that just speak of...nothing. And, that is what I intend to master. People can ramble on and on about trivialities and not get to any point that would be remotely conclusive.
This is, i believe, to be an art in itself and what i like to call, aimless writing.
It is imperative to leave your mind a complete blank before the words start to flow naturally, and slowly but surely the paragraphs start to pile on. Although, one has to have a keen sense of language to latch onto that perfect word that best tends to capture the situation at any given point in the narrative. I mean, anyone can write about something silly that they noticed on the way back home or that happened to them on any given day. But writing without a subject in mind requires special skills. And therefore, letting yourself lose on the keyboard is advisable.
What i am trying to drive at is the blankness that stares at you when you try to put down any thought. Since you are trying so hard, anything that you write is pretty lame. and there lies the beauty of it all. Try too hard and you come up with a turkey, going with the flow is the thing to do. You will go downstream, wont have to work up a sweat to fight the current and reach your destination all fresh and triumphant.
Although, you wont know where you are going. Which is Fun!
And, that brings me to another question, Isn't that what we all should be doing about our lives in general. (My intention here is to shift the monologue from Writing to an all encompassing thought) I can be frank about my experience of fighting the current. It does not Work!
You fall into the rapids all flailing and gung-ho to go the Salmon way, and boom! the water hits you like a brick. Most of us don't survive the impact and are swept away in the current screaming for dear life.
The plucky variety find out how hard it is and swim, put up a brave front and give up after a while... And, those who do make it, well - take a bow.
I guess 'The Mother' intended us to swim in the current, LEARN to swim at the least and then venture to take it on.
It would be easier for her to watch.
Let me first explain what i mean. There are certain articles, blogs, stories etc that you come across on this vast platform of the Net that just speak of...nothing. And, that is what I intend to master. People can ramble on and on about trivialities and not get to any point that would be remotely conclusive.
This is, i believe, to be an art in itself and what i like to call, aimless writing.
It is imperative to leave your mind a complete blank before the words start to flow naturally, and slowly but surely the paragraphs start to pile on. Although, one has to have a keen sense of language to latch onto that perfect word that best tends to capture the situation at any given point in the narrative. I mean, anyone can write about something silly that they noticed on the way back home or that happened to them on any given day. But writing without a subject in mind requires special skills. And therefore, letting yourself lose on the keyboard is advisable.
What i am trying to drive at is the blankness that stares at you when you try to put down any thought. Since you are trying so hard, anything that you write is pretty lame. and there lies the beauty of it all. Try too hard and you come up with a turkey, going with the flow is the thing to do. You will go downstream, wont have to work up a sweat to fight the current and reach your destination all fresh and triumphant.
Although, you wont know where you are going. Which is Fun!
And, that brings me to another question, Isn't that what we all should be doing about our lives in general. (My intention here is to shift the monologue from Writing to an all encompassing thought) I can be frank about my experience of fighting the current. It does not Work!
You fall into the rapids all flailing and gung-ho to go the Salmon way, and boom! the water hits you like a brick. Most of us don't survive the impact and are swept away in the current screaming for dear life.
The plucky variety find out how hard it is and swim, put up a brave front and give up after a while... And, those who do make it, well - take a bow.
I guess 'The Mother' intended us to swim in the current, LEARN to swim at the least and then venture to take it on.
It would be easier for her to watch.
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