“What kind of films do you make?”
Porn, I think.
“Just films about different things.”
I nod.
I mistake his evasiveness and
momentarily forget my own.
As a writer, I seldom talk about a piece until it is finished—sometime after its final revision, submission, rejection and/or publication. Dissecting language, character, voice, and plot are far more intricate and intimate conversations than those I would have with people who would ask, “What are you working on?”
As a writer, I seldom talk about a piece until it is finished—sometime after its final revision, submission, rejection and/or publication. Dissecting language, character, voice, and plot are far more intricate and intimate conversations than those I would have with people who would ask, “What are you working on?”
People who would not ask are
writers.
People who don’t know me must think
I write porn.
“What do you want to do after
graduation?” A friend asks.
“I just want to write,” I say and
mean—but not really.
I do not want to write manuals, business letters, or the story of someone else’s life.
I do not want to write manuals, business letters, or the story of someone else’s life.
I want to write short stories with
characters who reflect people and the choices we make and the consequences we
live with. I want to write creative nonfiction pieces about injustices,
opportunities, life. I want to make people think, act, cry, care. Power issues
aside, I want to incite a change.
I write more personal essays than I
am comfortable with. I sift through the cyber pages of my life and while I
justify it by writing press releases during the day, I cannot justify it when
people ask, “What are you working on?” And while I think, a piece that shows
the choices I’ve made on the path to who I have become. And I say, “Something for
my blog.” I mean—nothing of consequence.
My eality—my cyber footprint—is a
bit somber. My reality on the other hand, is full of promise and opportunity
and always facing forward.
So while I smile as I think, What
would Jesus Write, I mean it’s time I got back to writing not just about my
world, but about your world, our world—as I see it.
Originally Posted: May
19, 2009
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