Continuing with my study of this book, I truly identified with Paul Magrs account in Clearing Some Space of what holds writers back: “What tends to hold people up in the first place is their determination that the first line they write down be brilliant”. Of course that describes me perfectly. It pains me to read some of my free writing. It is so full of rubbish that I feel like giving up. And so far in this course book I am told that writing is hard, it takes practice, and often yields little… So why bother?
I wrote stories as a child and teenager and loved English classes in school. However, it took me a few decades to realize that even though it is difficult, I like writing, I do write, and I want to write well. Is that why I bother?
Magrs does give me hope though when he says that “You have to remember that no one can write exactly as you do. You are the unique product of a unique life history.” And then goes on to tell us that ghostwritten books are bland and have no soul. There is that glimmer, shimmering in the background that leads me to believe that one day I might write something that I am proud of. Until that moment, I will keep writing and practicing and bearing my soul.
In the Introduction to Training the eye, Julia Bell builds on our lesson in description and writing down what we see. I find when I am thinking about free writing and writing in my notebook in the morning when I awake that my mind is a blank about what I can write. But here in this introduction are many examples of how I could be describing anything from my journey to work, my home, my relationships, and my life. I need to improve my vocabulary. She says buy a dictionary and a Thesaurus but I often use the ones online.
That also brings me to another point: paper or computer? I find it easier to type that write. I have typed since I was in my twenties – 30 odd years ago. It is second nature to me. Writing though I find uncomfortable. I researched on line and cannot find a definitive answer. The only answer I got was do what feels right to you… so I type…