a reply to: Tiamat384
Hi everyone. I'm just taking a quick peak at "the Now of the Shed" and this caught my eye:
My professor says I write well, but that the way I write wouldn't draw in as many readers as a more standard prose and that it would be good practice
to alter my method of writing; I suppose I agree.
When something has me pause like that, it's because there is something that is tugging at me at a deeper level, so I stay still and try to read what
it is within myself that is trying to say something...and I KNOW I am saying what you already know, but I want to validate what you are saying, just a
Tiamat, you have your own style and it suits you. It flows out of you. Like I said the other day, reading that prose to the other member had me burst
into tears in a pubic place, and I maintain a certain self control that never allows that to happen. I didn't know who wrote that because I was on a
phone and had enlarged the text boxes, and that covered the author's name. It was only later that I realized that it was you and I was both impressed
and grateful that I had been given that glimpse into your soul.
From my perspective, if you can write something that elicits a strong emotion out of the reader, then you have written something good. Hold on to that
because that is something that can not be taught. Why would you want to change in order to "draw in as many readers as a more standard prose"?
...Being standard is just that.
I was pleased to see that you wrote that you suppose
Such encounters can create a moment of ambiguity within us, so subtle that we ourselves miss it. I am highlighting this moment to make sure you don't,
so it doesn't become the stuff that writer's block is made of, further on down the line.
Years ago, I experimented just a little bit with writing...just tiny little thoughts...but I felt that they might be good. When my husband did a two
month externship with his mentor, I learned that her husband taught a writing class, so I gingerly asked him to take a look at what I had
written....He did, and then commented, with a subliminal yawn, that I should remove the last line of every story...I was a bit embarrassed, but
withdrew with my thanks and took another look at my stuff...I just didn't agree with him, but I thought that he must know something that I didn't, and
not being able to reconcile myself to leaving out the last sentences of my thoughts, I just quit writing... He had done something terrible. He had
"introduced doubt" into what I was doing naturally, and instantly created a writer's block that wasn't there before....But there's an odd twist to
Years later still, I had accidentally ran into his wife in a restaurant and asked if I could join her. (I didn't know then that I would never see her
again as she was about to die, so I'm glad I had the nerve to approach her when I did). I let her know that I "had never forgotten" when her husband
told me to chop off the last sentence of everything I wrote...I expected some sort of interest or sympathy or apology or something, but instead she
just laughed and exclaimed, "Oh! He says that to every student automatically!"
You know those moments when you just look at someone, speechless, and sort of glad that they can't read your thoughts?
So, my point is that you have the opportunity here to be sly. It is indeed a good exercise
to be able to develop a different method -- it might
come in handy some day, and you need to momentarily please your professors -- but keep these two styles separate and distinct. Don't let his
I know that you know this, but I don't know if you know
that you know this. I'm offering this "just in case..."