I can’t be the only one who sees it this way

Now I see why so much of the writing advice out there bugs me. First of all we get the tone of authority that none shall dare question – which if nothing else is enough reason to question.

But I also get the impression that these are people who would be the least enjoyable to travel with. No dawdling or meandering. No detours. No deviating from the planned route that shall go from A to B and do so directly. None of this, ‘hey let’s turn off on this little road and see where it goes.’ Nope. None of that. I guess what gets my goat is the assumption that all people see it this way and if they don’t they better, or else an authority on how to live a life will come and wag their finger at the offender.

I have on occasion, like during some of those low periods, partaken of a few sips from their cups and believed I should endeavor to ‘fix’ my style. But then I look back at something I wrote under the influence of ‘man this is fun’ and always regret believing I should comply with the so-oft preached A to B simple and clear directness.

At the end of the day only one thing matters: are these words the best words to suit what is being written? One must figure out on their own what they like to write and how they like to write it and this will likely call for a lifetime of exploration and fumbles and falls but hopefully giving equal measures of great big fun. Adventure. Really, what kind of adventure would it be if you know exactly where to go and exactly how to get there? Yuck.

Yeah, maybe sometimes I do want to get somewhere with as little delay as possible. But my favorite has always been: go for a walk or a ride without really caring about a destination. I mean, really, what’s the damn hurry?




About Timmy the Scribbler

Love to write all kinds of stuff I love writing so many different kinds of stuff it is a constant struggle to narrow the focus to a manageable handful and let the others go. But a few years ago I dipped my fingers into a poetry pie and of all my uncertainties, one thing that is no uncertainty is that it is one passion that must remain, so maybe that's the one. I do dearly delight in chopping up fictional works into stanzas and syllables.
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