a list containing three forgotten pieces from an earlier layer of my mind, recently unearthed from my stack of journals and moleksines.
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i. glory - the stuff of.
once upon a december - 2013
i am spending the night with thoughts and words and it has been a night of glory and paper.
it is glorious; to hear the throbbing of your own mind upon the cathedral of your soul.
it is glorious to tear the fragrance of your memories out of the sky; to find their taste in your thoughts.
and it is glorious to write this glory for God, who has given it to you to absorb into your bones.
i can see the light at the end of this tunnel, because i'm breaking the strings that tie my feathers to the ground.
ii. ghosts - paper & memory.
october fourteenth - 2013 // 10:05 p.m.
NO ONE DARED DISTURB THE SOUND OF SILENCE. -- Simon + Garfunkel
i have so many unwritten thoughts on empty pages. they're all in little cages of my head, waiting to be released.
they're locked away because they only consist of colours and emotions and fragments of words, and i cannot translate them into sanity.
they do not hold hope, unless i am given a small miracle to unlock their prisons and let them out onto paper.
but some thoughts are better in captivity.
so i am afraid of ripped pages. they're ghosts.
they are the ghosts of things i fell over and inked and destroyed.
pages of words should live, however juvenile or terrifying the letters are. paper should be black with thought.
words are important to the vividry of life. to write is a last desperate cry for recognition, something to remember when your life has been forgotten.
and so the unwritten thoughts and ripped pages are the ghosts i carry with me.
iii. bones - the importance of the first draft.
april 21st - 2013
the most important thing i have ever learned about writing is that it doesn't matter if your first draft is crap.
the only purpose of a first draft is to have a thing in existence. something you can build upon; so it doesn't matter if it's too skinny, too juvenile, too dry, or too long.
because the first draft is only the bones on which you weave the flesh and blood of your stories.
the first draft is a skeleton; let it out of the closet.
i. glory - the stuff of.
once upon a december - 2013
i am spending the night with thoughts and words and it has been a night of glory and paper.
it is glorious; to hear the throbbing of your own mind upon the cathedral of your soul.
it is glorious to tear the fragrance of your memories out of the sky; to find their taste in your thoughts.
and it is glorious to write this glory for God, who has given it to you to absorb into your bones.
i can see the light at the end of this tunnel, because i'm breaking the strings that tie my feathers to the ground.
ii. ghosts - paper & memory.
october fourteenth - 2013 // 10:05 p.m.
NO ONE DARED DISTURB THE SOUND OF SILENCE. -- Simon + Garfunkel
i have so many unwritten thoughts on empty pages. they're all in little cages of my head, waiting to be released.
they're locked away because they only consist of colours and emotions and fragments of words, and i cannot translate them into sanity.
they do not hold hope, unless i am given a small miracle to unlock their prisons and let them out onto paper.
but some thoughts are better in captivity.
so i am afraid of ripped pages. they're ghosts.
they are the ghosts of things i fell over and inked and destroyed.
pages of words should live, however juvenile or terrifying the letters are. paper should be black with thought.
words are important to the vividry of life. to write is a last desperate cry for recognition, something to remember when your life has been forgotten.
and so the unwritten thoughts and ripped pages are the ghosts i carry with me.
iii. bones - the importance of the first draft.
april 21st - 2013
the most important thing i have ever learned about writing is that it doesn't matter if your first draft is crap.
the only purpose of a first draft is to have a thing in existence. something you can build upon; so it doesn't matter if it's too skinny, too juvenile, too dry, or too long.
because the first draft is only the bones on which you weave the flesh and blood of your stories.
the first draft is a skeleton; let it out of the closet.
A short list:
ReplyDelete1. I really, really, really needed to hear that third piece of writing.
2. Can you *please* teach me how to write?
1. So did I.
ReplyDelete2. step one: write
step two: repeat step on until you lose all sanity
step three: keep going anyway
Haha, thank you so much for your comment. It's so lovely to hear from you! :)
Seems pretty simple. :) my poor friends, I wonder how they will cope with the loss of my sanity? I just love your style of writing, I've come to realize that my most comfortable writing style is similar to The Book Thief. (I believe you've read it?) When I read that I felt like I found my calling. :) and your writing reminds me of that, of what I want to be.
DeleteI've decided that I must start a journal so that even if I don't have time to write on my book, I'll write at least something every day.
One more thing, I was wondering if you would be willing to compile a list of about 6-7 books you would suggest I read. I'm trying to figure out all of the ones I want to read this summer and I know you have good taste. :) taste that I would like.
THE BOOK THIEF = MY LIFE
ReplyDeleteYou don't understand what an amazing compliment it is to me to say that my style is similar to Markus Zusak's.
Journaling is for me the perfect way to start writing regularly. :D Advice for this: write random crap that you find in corners of your mind rather than life events.
It will usually keep you more interested. In fact, just bleed out your thoughts with ink and don't look back on how it sounds or if it's any good.
You'll find your niche of words in this controlled madness.
I WOULD ABSOLUTELY LOVE TO! I'll write it for my next post.
Thsbk you so much for this advice, Abigail! I'm really excited to have a journal, and have a purpose-that's-not-a-purpose. :) I've never been good at writing about life events, and I feel that bleeding my thoughts will be easier than writing. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! I can't wait!! I really want to expand my reading and get more of 20th century books and stuff. I read a lot of Charles Dickens and that period of time.
I don't even know, Abby. Your words are like stars and swaying skeleton trees and wind and gahhh.
ReplyDelete*curls into a lemming of happiness and awe*
DeleteAbby, your writing is incredible. I can't stop myself from reading and re-reading. Your words have a way of pulling me in!
ReplyDeleteTHANKS, BETHANY. <3
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