‘If weren’t a star, would be writer’
These lines flashed on my twitter timeline and got me thinking. If we weren’t what we were what would we be?
And of course I was right there focusing on the six letter word staring at me from my mobile screen. It made me guilty, scared and slightly pensive about everything I had achieved. A twenty seven six year old woman desperate to make things alright. A small life of trials and tribulations, resolving to stay quiet. And yet slight touch of that very qwerty keyboard opened the Pandora box of life. Her heart.
It was the year two oh one three when I decided to give the online world of blogs a second chance. I started to type write.
A lot of my friends screamed and howled that my content was incomprehensible. Structures of sentence highly unpredictable. In certain cases off the rules of Wren and Martin. But to me those dancing letters seemed alright. It was me.
Incomprehensible. Unpredictable. Off the rules.
The more I wrote the more it became right. More stories flew through words of fiction. More emotions in those free writes. And today when I look back these last fifteen months I begin to question, what would I be if not a writer?
My answer is nothing.
While today people have started understanding my writing, the same ideas are flowing back into my personality. I have started opening up, talking about my issues (where the deal is not too tight) and slowly falling into a pattern of lies.
Did I mention lies? Yes, writing often is nothing but weaving out truth between all those lies. Hiding behind a story, a fictional characters – our personalities sneak out.
Am I happy or sad? I wonder. But yes, sometimes that odd one line from an old post helps bring a smile. I am what I am because of what I write. And if it doesn’t sound too narcissist I am what I am also because I keep reading what I write…
I ask you a simple question today, ‘If you weren’t what you are today, what would you be?’
P.S If you are wondering who said that starting line, it was Deepika Padukone recently on a social media network. Cheesy? I guess so 🙂
Really great post. I can relate.
Thanks Damien 🙂
Are you serious? Its been just 15 months since you have been writing! But then so much writing you have done, thats quite something.
Haha yes that is something 😀
I like your spirit, Richa. Very inspiring…
Thanks Ravish 🙂
Absolutely love ur writing, Richa and what a journey it’s been to see you pouring words which is always uplifting. If I was not a writer, may be I’ll write scripts for films..hehe. Looking for the day when I shall be a published author:)
Lol well but even as a script writer you would be a writer no?
Really nice post Richa 🙂
Thanks Alok 🙂
every writer has to be a bit narcissist otherwise on e cannot be a writer. 🙂 self absorbed, self centered, and all these gives you the power of seeing art where others see tragedy. A very different yet so relatable post
Ha! I quite like the idea here 🙂
Well put thoughts …..reflections straight from innermost self….loved reading this bit
I am glad you did 🙂
I can relate to this post of yours Richa…and I think perhaps all the writers will sing in unison with you regarding this…
Yup writing does that to you 🙂
U stole the feelings of all writers by the title “If weren’t a writer, would be nothing”….Loved it 🙂
I am glad 😀
You write, Richa ” … my content was incomprehensible. Structures of sentence highly unpredictable. In certain cases off the rules of Wren and Martin. But to me those dancing letters seemed alright. It was me.” and you reminded me of Penelope in James Joyce’s “Ulysses”. There is no one correct style of writing making another wrong (unless we are talking about English exams and academic papers, which have also begun to loosen up …). Just like a painter will choose different materials and styles to find the one that fits her message, so will a writer. If the message comes across – powerfully – leaving impact on the reader, then the writer must be doing something right.
You are definitely doing something right! Welcome to Ultra Blog.
HUGS <3
You made an incorrect statement when you said you would be nothing without your writing. You’d still be you without the ability to express yourself so well. I guess, we all need to show others how er feel in one way or another. An artist paints, an actor plays a part, and a musician makes music.
Before I started writing about 10 years ago, I produced wonderful crafts like knitted garments out of my own spun wool, I embroidered pictures, and I baked cakes, all of which gave me immense pleasure.
However, I get your point. Writing has expanded your horizons. Mine too. Keep on keeping on.
I’ve become a much more patient, understanding and perceptive person because I’m a writer. I’m a mom and a wife and a radio show host and to be a writer has brought me closer to understand and writing about the truth. It sounds like this is happening for you as well.
Dorit Sasson
Giving a Voice to Your Story
http://www.GivingaVoicetotheVoicelessBook.com
Excellent food for thought! Thanks for the post. Your passion and love for writing is shining brightly!
That’s a good question you ask Richa: who would I be if I weren’t a writer? I’m not sure! I’m glad that you were able to pick up your pen and write again. It feels good doesn’t it? Welcome back! 🙂 <3
If you weren’t narcissistic you’d probably have stopped writing. I mean why would someone keep creating something they didn’t like? So way to go Richa. Some people spend their entire lives struggling to find out what they would/should be. So you’re lucky – at least you know.
Definitely food for thought. I was a lot of things before I became a writer and still am those things — but writing provides an avenue of expression that nothing else can match
I would always write I suppose.. and dance.
if not writing.. I would be dancing.. the passion for both is the same 🙂
I am yet to find the answer.
Writing is quite a journey. You go along, and before you know it years have passed. You run out of words, and then BAM, they find you once again. Just when I am ready to hang up this writing business, I write something else and I continue on.
I don’t know but writing makes me happy too…And gives me a sense of being someone I like very much!!