A confession:
I have this stubborn, quiet voice that resides within me.
And no, I am not schizophrenic. Nor do I have auditory hallucinations.
I'm a writer.
As if this blog isn't proof of my tendencies to express myself; thought onto paper, blank canvas, or an online version of a white square that has the potential of infinity...squared.
The funny thing about this stubborn and quiet urging voice-it never is satisfied. It is always nagging, a shrill reminder of what must be done.
At times I am able to get it to quiet down quite a bit. A low buzzing noise that is heard only if I am completely still. Don't get me wrong it's still there, but it seems satisfied if words and thought are formed. Even better if it is somewhat organized and legible in a physical form.
The most assuring thing out of the whole noise is that I know I'm not the only one that must hear it. Many, if not all, of us do at some time or another. It may be writing that fuels it, but it could also be art or music. It's creative buzzing that won't quiet down without some form of expression on our part.
I guess no matter the degree of your haunting, rest assured you will always have that quiet constant voice. There may be days, months, years that you go astray. But you will always find your way back. It will lead you.
And don't think of that voice as a haunted ghost of what may not yet be. Think of it as a long lost friend that you must invite over for coffee now and then to rekindle the treasured friendship. If you're lucky maybe they'll stay over for a game of cards. Or whatever they like to play. Anything to get them to stop talking for a while.
"Writing is a form of personal freedom. It frees us from the mass identity we in the making all around us. In the end, writers will write not to be outlaw heroes of some underculture but mainly to save themselves, to survive as individuals."
-Don Delillo
I have this stubborn, quiet voice that resides within me.
And no, I am not schizophrenic. Nor do I have auditory hallucinations.
I'm a writer.
As if this blog isn't proof of my tendencies to express myself; thought onto paper, blank canvas, or an online version of a white square that has the potential of infinity...squared.
The funny thing about this stubborn and quiet urging voice-it never is satisfied. It is always nagging, a shrill reminder of what must be done.
At times I am able to get it to quiet down quite a bit. A low buzzing noise that is heard only if I am completely still. Don't get me wrong it's still there, but it seems satisfied if words and thought are formed. Even better if it is somewhat organized and legible in a physical form.
The most assuring thing out of the whole noise is that I know I'm not the only one that must hear it. Many, if not all, of us do at some time or another. It may be writing that fuels it, but it could also be art or music. It's creative buzzing that won't quiet down without some form of expression on our part.
I guess no matter the degree of your haunting, rest assured you will always have that quiet constant voice. There may be days, months, years that you go astray. But you will always find your way back. It will lead you.
And don't think of that voice as a haunted ghost of what may not yet be. Think of it as a long lost friend that you must invite over for coffee now and then to rekindle the treasured friendship. If you're lucky maybe they'll stay over for a game of cards. Or whatever they like to play. Anything to get them to stop talking for a while.
"Writing is a form of personal freedom. It frees us from the mass identity we in the making all around us. In the end, writers will write not to be outlaw heroes of some underculture but mainly to save themselves, to survive as individuals."
-Don Delillo
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