silence is simple, writing is hard.
October 6, 2010 § Leave a comment
“Writing is easy: All you do is sit staring at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead.” – Gene Fowler
I’ve known nearly my whole adult life that I wanted to be a writer. At an early age I discovered my love of classic literature, and later on dabbled in writing fantasy short stories meant only for my own eyes. Now as an English major, whenever I complain of a paper due to a friend, I often hear them remark, “Oh, but you love that! Writing papers must be easy for you.” But it’s not.
In fact, it seems that the older I get, the harder writing becomes. In part, this may be due to the literary techniques and devices learned in various writing classes. The expectations I have set for my own writing only become greater. But ultimately, I often do not think I have anything worth writing about. I’ve found myself delaying any spectrum of journaling because of my lack of inspiration. Writing, for me, is stressful. Exhausting.
Consequently, I’m afraid to write.
As a self-proclaimed wannabe journalist, this poses quite the dilemma. Certainly, everything I write won’t be good. Some of it will be terrible. But if I do not write at all, there will be no chance at writing anything good.
A professor recently shared these words of wisdom with me: writers do not wait for inspiration, writers write. Which means writing is easy for no one. It’s comforting, really, to know that I’m not alone.
In the end, all I can do is write. But I can’t promise that it will be brilliant.