The Road to Reality

The following is the launch of true blogging here, and it would only be fitting and appropriate that I will be discussing difficulties that I face while writing. Hopefully, it will be relatable, and we can all agree that the craft we all care immensely for is one whose sheer existence should be commended.

It is no wonder that much of the world doesn't spend it's time writing. To write is to listen to an inner voice and share it with the world, and many cannot hear what that voice is saying. While the qualitative analysis of literary pieces is severely subjective, it is not a stretch to say that logistically, writing literary pieces well can be one of the most arduous creative tasks to be undertaken. This is why instead of putting the pen to the paper, many opt to simply curl up with a novel or short story, so that they don't have to seek inspiration within themselves, but instead, it is already tangible and within their grasp. Many leave it to the 'professionals', in every sense of the word. However, sometimes the professionals, those aspiring to become professionals, and perhaps even pure amateurs lose their way and can no longer hear that voice -- hopefully only temporarily. When writers -- professional or otherwise -- find the timbre of their inner voice fading, we have a choice. We can either continue writing while being uncertain of our voice, or we can discontinue our tenure of creating literature until we fully regain that magical tone.

Seeing as how there are such large amounts of types of literature and all authors have different ways of writing and thinking while they write, it would be ludicrous to imagine all of the world's problems when it comes to writing, however, I can share my own personal problems. Be warned that I am no professional -- just someone trying to feel their way through the intricate craft. Perhaps the most difficult thing about writing for me is creating dialogue. Earlier into my life as a writer, I shied away from large quantities of dialogue, but as I've grown older, I've realized that I have to face it. What is so difficult about dialogue stems back to character development -- another toughie. As a writer, you have to know what your character will and will not divulge to the specific character they are speaking with, or simply another person, in general. The writer should ideally whole-heartedly know the character and hence deduce what will or will not be emitted from their mouth. It can be argued that I am being over-calculating, but there should be a thoroughbred level of consistency in character development. Unfortunately, I have never fully known a character that I have developed. It is to my belief that a person can never fully know another, and that includes characters that I have created. It is arguable whether or not we fully know ourselves. I don't know -- I haven't figured out yet. While still in reality, as opposed to fiction, I don't believe that I, or any other writer for that matter, can truly transfer reality onto a page. Reality cannot be fabricated; people have to experience life through their own eyes. However harsh that may sound to all writers, including myself, it is the truth. Fiction can only simulate real life, and can hence only go so far. Even non-fiction and memoir pieces cannot truly mirror life. Books and poems may spur emotion in readers, but it cannot give them experience or physical feeling. It is our job as writers to continually come closer to reality -- while always knowing that it cannot truly happen. However, writers, do not be discouraged. The road to reality is a magnificent one. I urge you all to continue enjoying the search for inspiration, and enjoying the work of those who already have. Writing worthwhile literary pieces can be difficult, as writers, we must keep in mind that we are sharing a story with the world, and those tales can become very important to a person. It would be a disservice to all parties involved to not search desperately for a trace of a voice.

-Nico

I am a fifteen year old high school student that is simply trying to find his way in complex modern society. I have acknowledged that we are all blind and in the dark, trying to get a minute glimpse of this room called the world. Frustration frequently arises along with the ins and outs of life, however it is my love of New York that smooths out any and all qualms held with the rest of the world and life, in general. While I do attend a school for mathematics, science, and engineering, liberal arts are what I'm most interested in. The fact that I am most comfortable with my more creative side is what prompted me to join Writopia Lab, and continues to drive my vitality.