Monday, July 06, 2009

Dry Season, Love and Writing

While listening to The Ballad for Adeline - a very sweet instrumental song- I danced my fingers onto the keyboard keys, letting words by words coming out straight from my mind for you readers to read.

Some say I write beautifully.

So it sometimes occurred to me that when I stopped writing for sometimes, some certain somebody came and chatted me up and asked, "why did you? Why didn't you write anymore?"

"Why," I asked back, before continuing, "did you fall in love with me?"

An idea tank, I am not. I could have written many things in my life, but usually my thinking, without any suitable explanation, stopped working at times. And these are the times I oftenly refer to as the Dry Season.

Self-explanatory by the words themselves, Dry Season is a period of time, with undetermined and unpredictable behavior - of how short or long it could be, when and where it could occur, etc. - that happens to me once in a while, causing me to lose interests in writing due to the nonexistence of bright, shiny ideas that usually be my motivations to write about.

I don't want to keep on writing rubbish like some people do for the sake of filling their blog entries. For me, that would be bloody ridiculous. I do understand that some people treat their blog entries as diaries, but that would not be me. I don't do diary. I do writeup.

And these writeup consists of my emotions. If you look carefully at any of my blog entry, you will find that those entries could be linked to at least one type of any type of emotion - love, hate, happy, sad, etc. Because this is how I express my emotions- through words, beautifully crafted entries that please not only me but other readers.

When I write about love, I want you readers to be with me and feel what I feel. See what I see. Hear what I hear. Be with me interpreting the emotion. And slowly you will feel it. You will see it, and you will hear it.

Because there is only one thing that makes us all inevitably impressive enough to call ourselves human - emotions.

But do not have any negative emotions nor feeling should one day I take a rest from writing. I just need some time to gather information before I start writing again.

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"So did you?"

"Of course not," she chuckled. "I don't fall for you, Mr. Jacksparrow," she then continued.

"I just fell for your writings."


W. Suhailaliza W. M. H. said...
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cik jaa said...

welcome back, jack!!