wonders they say never ends, and for me that means plenty. lo and behold something i wrote many years back. i say again, thank God for HARD DISKS. enjoy.
Writing your dream
Write first think later, were words I just came across from a movie. So, I am more or less taking the advice. I am writing. Just writing? You may ask. Well, a lot of things actually go through my head and I keep saying to myself, one day, I am going to put it all down. Well, you may also wonder that, wouldn’t that be a good recipe for writing rubbish? To answer that question, I don’t intend in any way to write rubbish despite the fact that I am just writing. And by the way, for you to have gotten this far in this read means something, so keep enjoying yourself while I try to bore you some more. Any ways just like my opening says and I am doing, how many times has it happened to us that we have some lofty ideas to do something, could be a song, write a poem, write an article or even a book or it could be anything really, but we just continue to confine such thoughts to their source. It never comes out, in fact some don’t even come out in form of words not even to ourselves. I naturally enjoy my sleep and I get easily stressed up if I don’t get enough sleep, but here I am typing late into the night just because of a movie. Though I wonder if I will be able to keep up this habit, but then like I say sometimes, there is always a first time. I am almost sure that if you had seen my first draft of this particular piece, you would have been frightened of by the magnitude of the errors present, but like I said, I am just writing not thinking yet. Well I hope the movie was right because I am going to humbly ask for your candid opinion concerning this piece. It is not that I am seeking encouragement of any kind and not that it may turn out to be a revelation for me that I should be in the writing profession. But then really, should I have any excuse not to write seeing that I myself have devoured a whole lot of books. Then I may have the excuse of resources you know it may be too tedious to write with a ball point pen especially in this age of mega multi media facilities that even let you dictate your own words only for the computer to type it out for you. Well I don’t have any of that as a problem because I have access to a good system that sits redundantly on a desk in the living room of the next flat which happens to be where my room is in other words I sleep next to a computer. Oh I am looking forward to when I will own my very own laptop so when it comes I will be able to put down all this grand ideas I have. Yours my not be as difficult as mine after all I already have a computer which you don’t but you aspire to be a writer or whatever it is that your dream may be. A lot of people always talk about waiting for the right time or sorry the perfect time, and others just don’t have any access to any resource that could further enhance them. I think it may not actually be a problem of not having the resources or the right resources but it may be a case of not actually seeing the opportunity around you as resources. I don’t know yet what I have started, but I am surely going to ensure or at least try my best to put down the ideas that come to mind as and when they do. I have heard of people whose personal diaries became best sellers. We all have treasures within; all we have to do is, dig it out. Alors, like the French will say, if you made it this far, it may be probably because it is just a few lines, but beware, I might want to try you with a whole book next time and I sincerely hope you are looking forward to that but of course not with trepidation. It really was nice boring you. Cheerio.
Well am at it again, just got back from work, ate watched half or almost half of another movie that I love so much though it inspires me in other directions but it inspires me any way. Then I start writing again. What? I don’t know am still just writing, not thinking yet. I am not so used to the keyboard yet but hope that by the time I’ve gone through like 6000 words , I will know the whole layout by heart. Especially since I am not finding having to type with inadequate lighting funny and its stressful and slow. Maybe your mind wanders like mine, you may call it roving because mine is capable of scanning a million topics in a sec. it really amazes me. Makes me ask, what happens if we write down everything that passes through our mind. We might likely experience what happened when God decided to format the earth with water during Noah’s time. Which is, we all finding ourselves drowning in the deluge of our own words from our own minds. Amazing isn’t it. Well it does not end there. Say if the rule is we could determine how long we live by the words we speak no lets start with our thoughts. Yes if lets say, for every good thought you add a hundred years to your age but for every ungood thought you loose like a thousand years, what do you think the world will be like, take a guess. No more hurting remarks, snide remarks, sarcastic, words name it. At least then people will not have to be explained to, the difference between good and bad which a host of us really find difficult to justifiably define, especially where it concerns us. To me it’s simply straight forward. There is good and there is bad and it is not how we define it. Our perception can and will never erase one single truth that binds this world together. And that is there is a God who created the world and everything in it. The sooner we accept that the better for us all. Mind you am not writing as one who does not know. I know and I can tell you it’s the best that can happen to anyone. Well, well, well, I have started preaching. Forgive me I just cant help being myself that’s what. But deep down within me I know that we have all got a story in there somewhere. I guess I must be really trying your patience by now because it appears to even my self that I haven’t made any sense since I started this one and this first draft is fraught with mistakes I cant even begin to form a word that best defines it. Well maybe my not seeing too well in the dark is adding to it. Anyways for you information, I am typing with the aid of light from the monitor right in front of me. Yes. You can imagine the strain I am giving the eyes. Most painful of all is the fact that with all I think have got, I just got into my second page today. Meaning I didn’t write up to a page of words last night. Makes me really wonder how these authors could do it. I know I have always had catchy words so am prepared to use that to my advantage. They say am a natural when it comes to story telling. I kind of got it from one of my fore bears. But is like I like making myself heard, But if I really put my mind to it, I may not even bore myself. Also I know about the suspense thing and I am sure a lot of you are already wondering were I am going with all this. Well hang on cos I am also with you in the same boat. I don’t even know where this is gonna end but I have so much faith that it will end well. At least, for you to have gotten this far with me shows it’s either I’m actually good or you are just buoyed along by tenacity. My neck is stiff, my eyes are tired, I am thirsty and getting sweaty just typing, God, I didn’t realize typing was such a hard stuff. Lazy me you would say, stylishly signing of. My mistakes are killing me already and I haven’t even made it to a new page yet. I think am going to have to play the slow but steady thing on this. So, I will go as far and as long as I can go every other day. That I have lasted this long amazes even me. To cap it, that you are still with me this far…………. Fill in the blank spaces yourself. Of course there is no way I can tell. I just hope no school makes this a compulsory text for its students, cos I sure smell the makings of bloody riot on there hands if they attempt to do so. Let me beg that only the brave and adventurous embark on this uncertainness. I remember how I felt then when the English teacher would demand for just 500 words. Imagine the black out. Well we just fill up with a lot of I’s and ands. They are words you know. Really, someone tell me what I am up to tonight. Maybe still trying to a break a record of at least a page a night. I’m certain that no right thinking publisher will agree to take me on. It will sure be catastrophic for such a one. My neck is quitting, so I guess I better quit along. Thank God I hear you say. Like I said it’s the same for me too, thank God. Good night.
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