Saturday, March 19, 2016


The writing urge is enticing, enthralling, and at times frightening.  You might begin on impulse, trying to relieve an itch with the point of a Number 2 yellow pencil and a pad of lined paper.  It's not too hard, you imagine and, eventually, if you keep at it, both your writing skills and tools become more sophisticated. You are amazed at how a brilliant idea or sudden insight becomes a reality as the words flow and, sometimes, publication might follow.

So you do it some more.

A second appearance in a publication ignites your imagination and more ambitious stories quickly follow, some good and most otherwise, but  you persist. To ensure more publication of your works  your occasional writing spurts mutate into a practice of setting aside certain days or hours to write.  Soon that bit of set-aside writing time becomes a habit and one that is rigorously followed else you might fall into the chasm of failure.  Any missed writing session makes you feel uncomfortable, perhaps egging you on to extend the time a bit to make up for the loss. One must suffer for their art, after all.

At some point your habitual writing session becomes an obsession, so much so that you experience physical pain should you miss a personal deadline or fail to conceive and execute a decent story.  Your physical pain makes you question whether your obsession  is due to your need for the endorphin rush of creativity.  You ask yourself if your once benign writing urge become an addiction?

Of course not, you answer.  You can certainly put down the virtual pencil, stop thinking of imaginary worlds and situations, and even reacquaint yourself to your loved ones that is, if they will still have you. It is so simple to simply stop.

But can you? Can you ever walk away from the joyful creative aspect of writing? Can you ever return to the colorless life of mundane concerns when a universe of imaginative worlds beacons?

Can you NOT write?


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