Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Skip The Formalities

A few minutes ago, I was about to write something about wanting to join the Carlos Palanca essay writing contest. Then, I realized I was just thinking of joining because of the money. I live to write. I don't write to live. Writing will not be my occupation, it will be my hobby. It will be something that I choose to do, not something I'm obliged to do.

Really now, what's the use of writing something if your heart is not into it? Why write about something you don't even feel inside? Writing is sacred, and its Holy Grail is found right smack in the middle of the writer. The heart that beats, the soul that lurks within is what makes a writer tick. A writer who writes something that is against his beliefs is not a true writer, instead, he/she is a fraud. Writing is supposed to be the outlet of your emotions, the release of your frustrations, the heart-opening, brain-wracking, amazing experience of the writer. Writing encourages you to be with the author as he/she treks through mountains, swims through seas, runs thousands of miles, undergoes her lowest point in life, and all that. You laugh with him/her, you cry with him/her. That's possibly the goal of every writer. To be with the target audience. Make them feel the story and make them turn the page. It's an amazing feeling.

I can't wait to have a byline. :)

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