I do believe that coffee really did help me achieve most of my greatest writing miracles, and that’s why I encourage people who cannot focus to try some. Coffee helped me hack away at my History of English Language course. The course rivaled English Seminar in terms of technicality. At 8:00 a.m, my brain loathed discussing Chaucer or any historical war about how the English language was preserved in the United Kingdom. I was too busy breaking through a hardened crust of essays, books, articles, and deadlines. When people tell me weed is “natural” and from the “earFFF”, I want to reply: Coffee’s natural too, and you don’t see people spaced out from hyper-focusing. People warned me that the real work begins after college. They were right.
I broke the degree surface and graduated, and now the real work begins. It’s pure hell getting my writing published, while I work a library job, I’m gradually expanding my options and doing small editing jobs to make certain that my college skills don’t go to waste. They say that we must crawl before we walk. I’m crawling. I have a book that I am revising but the motivation to work on that book, comes and goes.
Today, I added Greg Louganis’s “Breaking the Surface” to an ever-expanding cloud of books that I’m learning ideas from everyday. I told my friend on the phone, that in order to stave off the growing monotony of the days, I will start each day a new thing. It doesn’t have to be actually new. Just something that I haven’t heard, seen, and read in a while.
Writers usually cannot write on things that happen everyday. If I wrote everyday about the same person for 30 days consecutively, people might strap a straitjacket on me and hurl me to the nearest mental facility. The point is: Writers need to keep breaking surfaces constantly to keep their ideas fresh, fun, and free. The fact: There is no glass ceiling.
And it takes a willingness to draw inspiration from sources that don’t seem like sources at all. Sources like a depressed uncle’s demise, a father who keep being intimate with a woman who only wants his money, a president who believes that the only name that matters is his own. Readers make your own conclusions.
Purposeful writing is much like deep water. Prepubescent writing is hard water polluted with bombastic language and no clear reason. It’s like writing, the sky is azure waves of gulf, and leaving the reader to guess why that phrase matters.
It’s nice to hear but it doesn’t say anything real.
Writers have a tough job balancing art with meaning. And if that job was so simple, why do some of the best television shows stop after the first season?
The surface must be broken and some of the most inventive writing is still not good enough. What do you do? I guess our first goal is knowing the limits of information. We’re only as strong as our own faith in the material. Writers must find the angle that makes the writing palatable for that marketing person looking for that specific audience. The wordsmiths must be willing to subtract or add on the fly… only then can a great idea become a grand idea.
So invent. You’re going to write tons of throw-away narrative before the golden one comes. And you should be ready, to carve a new path from several written works to make a successful new projects.