Friday, August 8, 2008 @1:48 AM
I never used to believe that writing showcases who you are. I always reasoned that if you are writing, then you can control your words, and say only what you want other people to hear.
That is, until I wrote an essay entitled 'Fear'. As an examination question, it intrigued me. And so I did what I always do: create a character, craft a situation, and let both go where they will. My stories usually go in directions I never planned for. At the end of the essay, I reread it and there it was - staring at me in the face, black words on white paper - my fear. Fear I have never acknowledged, let alone expressed; it was there, in the voice of my character.
Now I have come to realise that every piece of writing reveals your principles, your personality, your beliefs and what you stand for. Every piece of writing articulates a little of how the million neurones in your head are firing. Every piece of writing helps you understand more of what your heart is saying.
I have never been an honest person. But now writing is stripping away my compulsive ability to lie to myself. What's underneath is raw and imperfect but it is
real.
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