Hello my little Kittens!! SilentKat wants to share today!!
So, I started writing when I was in elementary and middle school. Mostly it was just crap poetry. I kept it all in a small pocket-sized notebook that I carried everywhere. The only ones that knew what was in the notebook were the school’s librarians (of which I can’t remember too clearly). They were the only ones that knew, thus they were the only ones to encourage me to keep it up. It was not much later that one of my fellow classmates stole this same notebook for herself, ripped out all of the poetry I had written and trashed it, as well as scribbling over my name on the inside of the front cover, replacing it with her own. I was devastated. As young as I was, I knew there was no way I could replace those poems; I knew they were one of a kind, as crappy was they were. They were mine and they were gone forever.
So I took to crazy abstract and confusion drawings in a regular notebook with the occasional poem scribbled in the margins or on a separate piece of paper. (I created a separate notebook/journal, which I left at home, for more poetry.)
Why am I telling you all of this? Because, my dear, sweet Kittens, I have been writing various stories and such since then, but I have shown little improvement through the years, despite my determination to succeed myself. I even have a couple of chapters for various stories and even full length stories plotted out (somewhere), but I have felt little inclination to keep writing if I am not showing any real improvement.
SilentKat is determined to change that. With some help, of course, because I will admit to being unable to accomplish this on my own. I have many new resources at my fingertips now and I intend to use them as much as necessary.
My first resource is an e-book for the Amazon Kindle (original), How to Be a Writer: Building Your Creative Skills Through Practice and Play by Barbara Braig. I will be posting my progress, practice, and perhaps a purging or two, as I go.
Feel free to comment on it; I don’t mind criticism. (Years of angry chorus instructors have rid me of my fear of constructive criticism.) Hahaha
~~~~~^w^~~~~~ WARNING: Mature Content!! There is the mentioning of mildly erotic content. I am sharing what, at one point, were my own private thoughts and experiences.
Writing Practice 1 ~ Everything in Italics is from Barbara Braig’s e-book; everything else is me!
Take a pen and a piece of paper. (If you prefer, use your computer.) Set a timer for ten minutes, or put a clock or watch beside you so you can glance at it but not stare at it. Take a few deep breaths to relax yourself. Then pick up your pen and write. You can write anything. You don’t have to have a subject. If you happen to wander into a subject, you don’t have to stay there. You don’t have to be organized. You don’t have to compose coherent sentences and paragraphs. You don’t have to spell words correctly. You don’t even have to make sense. No one will ever see this. You don’t even have to read it over if you don’t want to; you can just tear it up and throw it away. (Obviously I have decided to keep and share my experiences.)
The only thing you have to do is keep the pen moving no matter what. That means no stopping to think, no going back to cross out or change a word. You can write the same thing over and over again, until your mind gives you something else. You can write, “This is so dumb! I can’t believe I’m doing this.” It doesn’t matter what you write. Just keep the pen moving. You don’t have to write fast. And you don’t have to clutch the pen in a grip like a gorilla’s. (That will only make your hand hurt.)
Ready? Take those few deep, relaxing breaths. Go! When your ten minutes (or more, if you like) are up, bring the writing to a close. (Braig)
I hate this, feeling so insecure all of the time. I feel like someone is reading over my shoulder but no one is there. I am at work, so maybe that is why. I can only be comfortable with my back to a corner or in my room. I need to feel close to someone, but I have to trust them and I don’t want to come across as clingy, even though I am. I can’t relinquish my self-control. I hate that I can’t do it. Not even when I was intimate with my girlfriend. I still had my self-control, though admittedly precious little. I felt like I was flying apart at the seams. We were only close to intimate that one time and I say close to intimate because even though she used her lovely mouth and skilled hands on me, she was fully clothed. I had a button down top on, sort of; it was unbuttoned and I wore nothing beneath. I think I would have felt better if we both had been at least partially undressed. I would have liked to have felt her skin beneath my touch. As it was, I couldn’t think straight, let alone speak to tell her. I only wish I had and been more affectionate. Naturally, since we split, I can see all of my mistakes.
Congratulations! You are now a real writer. . .
. . .Now, take another few minutes — as long as you like — to reflect, on paper, about what happened as you did this exercise. What did you notice about the words that came to you, or how they came to you; what did you notice in yourself as you wrote? (Braig)
I was able to relax. Right now, that isn’t easy for me; I have been so stressed lately and writing helped me to distract myself, but at the same time, I was able to focus on a single part of that and drag it out into the light, however unintentional. As I wrote I noticed how easy and natural it all felt. It was a release, a kind of purging of the soul. It felt good, in fact.
Maybe now I can focus a little bit more on my homework. lol
Now, my Kittens, I am not sharing this, my deepest thoughts to . . .disturb you, or whatnot. I am going to describe my journey through writing with you. (By the way, I am a girl, if you have not figured that out yet, so I apologize if what you just read offended you.)
Now, I really did write out that Writing Practice, as I will do every time I feel the need to do that particular exercise. The reason for this is because if I type it up, I will ALWAYS go back and check my work and if I mistype a word and misspell it, I immediately have to go back and correct it. That is why I take so long with my typing. ^.^;
Well, that is my over-share post,
Happy Reading, Kittens!! ❤