Fiction is The Truth Inside The Lie
Why do I write?
Writing, I think, is the act of opening yourself up to the entire
world, exposing your vulnerability with the hope and the trust of being
accepted, being loved and adored. I’ve heard many times that writing is
“an act of love,” and I believe this is what is meant by that. It is not
an act of love by virtue of the love of writing, the act of pen to
paper (or fingers to keyboard, like me), but rather the sacrificial, frightening
and vulnerable part of love and relationships (again, and again, and again, and again, do it again). It’s the exposure, the
terrifying degree of trust that is requisite for that sort of
transparency.
The unfortunate consequence is the isolation it requires, the walls
that we have intentionally or otherwise — built up around ourselves.
Writing is a struggle. Rejections, at first, are as heartbreaking as
failed relationships. You spend a few months in this optimistic
dreamland, you imagine a future with yourself and this beautiful,
amazing, prestigious journal, and then you’re told it’s just not going
to work out. It could be for any reason, but most often, you’re just
told that you’re not what they’re (he's) looking for. You have good
qualities, you’re a great person, but the chemistry isn’t there. You
lack electricity between you. Rejection makes you heart-sore, a little
angry, can spiral you into endless cycles of self-pity and shame and the
constant thought of not being good enough. (God save me! puhleaseee hahaha)
And maybe that’s why writing is so lonely. In many ways, it is like
being perpetually single. As soon as you do get accepted somewhere, you
celebrate for a bit, and then it’s back to the grind. That lonely
soul-crushing grind. You go on and on and on, because what writing means
is a life where you are constantly and relentlessly in pursuit of love.
Have a blast day, sugar ! cheers.
Comments
In time u'll find whether the journey is a delightful trip or just a long waste one.
The key is not to get lost in the journey itself, unless getting lost is part of which you enjoyed most.
Then if u told me writing is a pursuit of love, at the end is a pursuit of happiness (ga maksud nyontek oom will smith,hehe..)
btw, thank you and sorry for the delay in replying your comment ya.