just write it

“If you want to write, if you want to create, you must be the most sublime fool that God ever turned out and sent rambling. You must write every single day of your life. You must read dreadful dumb books and glorious books, and let them wrestle in beautiful fights inside your head, vulgar one moment, brilliant the next. You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads. I wish you a wrestling match with your Creative Muse that will last a lifetime. I wish craziness and foolishness and madness upon you. May you live with hysteria, and out of it make fine stories — science fiction or otherwise. Which finally means, may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.”   -Ray Bradbury

This writing business, especially in a time where so many words are spewed so rashly and consumed so easily seems at times, like a waste of space. Unfortunately, I'm not one of those smooth and sleek writers who seem to be able to pound out words in methodical, frenzied matter. I stumble constantly over my words, clumsily constructing sentences and stitching them together in a most uneven fashion into bumbling paragraphs. I wish I had the gift to pour out certain emotions and descriptions in a flowing, organic way; in a way in which stresses and burdens are released.

Unfortunately not all are bestowed such power of the pen.

Fortunately, that doesn't mean writing is forbidden to these awkward and unpolished writers as myself.

Writing, no matter how terrible or amateurish, offers an outlet in a way that no other art form does. As a child I had seen it as a dreary task to be undertaken in English classes. Yet, as I was encouraged to read and immerse myself in stories from far and wide, I saw the art in writing. The construction of beauty through intimate details, awe-inspiring descriptions, and delicate conversations. Writing has a power to unleash the mind's lush imagination, untamed and unrestricted by the boundaries of paint strokes or actor's expressions. When I realized this, I understood what those great writers were getting at: Writing is art.

So, as Mr. Bradbury advises, I hope to remake a world, my world, through writing... through creating.