Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Diary - Day 15

A good old writing master looked squarely into camera's eye once & shared what I consider a timeless piece of writing advice for aspirants. He goes by the name, V S Naipaul. He said, 'consider the necessity of each sentence before you write it down.'

I was grappling with 3-4 possible opening lines for today's entry and I questioned all of their validity. They didn't pass the test. Readers wouldn't have missed anything if they didn't read those lines. This tantalising quality of writing is what has made me its unquenched pursuer. There's this suffocation inside the head to drain out the unwritten, yet failing to find the appropriate vessel that could give this shapeless string of thoughts a presentable shape.

No joy for me comes close to the one I get when I think I have given a decent frame to words that echo like a sentence I want to be echoed like. And when I am fiddling to do exactly that, time becomes a bearable behemoth. It in fact seems like a giant cloud, pleasant of the ones, whose passing nature makes them pleasant.

There are a couple of shorts I am working on, one of which I may put up here. While readers of the blog (if there are still any left) get busy in judging the short, I jaunt dreamily in the pleasure produced by merely producing a short.

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