I couldn't agree more with you. Have you noticed, or has it happened to you, the more books you read toward the vibe that aligns with you, the more you want to write your own "black words in paper"? It sounds cliché but it's been happening. The hard thing is, finding the words to translate what you want to say.
And that is my personal predicament.
Your writing is beautiful and it feels soft and kind, with passion underneath moving the current. You found your own language. It is inspiring!
Fictions by Borges and Carrington's The Hearing Trumpet are two I am looking forward to read. Thank you for the little extra push to do it sooner! 💞
Thank you for reading, and thank you for your kind words!
Yes, absolutely, reading encourages writing. And it doesn't necessarily have to be an essay, poem, or article. It could be a diary entry, words that no one will ever see. These things feed one another.
But do you think that the more books you read, the easier (relatively) it gets to find words to translate what you want to say? It will never be possible 100%, but it does help find the way. At least to convey that specific feeling floating in one's mind.
Fictions and The Hearing Trumpet are so different and so worthy of your time. I hope you enjoy them!
To answer your question, hmm, well, there are various aspects [...]
I guess... If you keep going to books that don't fulfill you (going with the hype or crowd, for example), perhaps it'd feel burdensome to write and even read, that is 😆
For some authors they write better when they don't read a lot, and others need to read a lot. For some living and the experience of life is essential to write. So, it's all so relative! For you, the passion and love for books fuels your writing and vice versa, they're interconnected, they both feed each other, right?
Now I'm wondering and can I ask, did you start writing before loving books or writing was born first? Was it a consequence of reading?
For me, the need to write was born first, I guess because I was always so introverted I found comfort in it, paper and ink were a place to belong to.
I agree. On second thought, why return to books that don't fulfill you? If that's the (unfortunate) case, most just give up on reading, I think. I could be mistaken.
Yes, absolutely; in my case, reading is closely connected with writing. Couldn't imagine one without the other. I was first fascinated by books as objects (before I could read), and they were my favorite "toys". I loved looking at pictures and prints, touching the books, arranging them on the shelves. Once I started reading, it became one of my life's most important things. My writing was a consequence of reading, but it's not the only reason. And yes, I'm also introverted, so reading and writing are my safe place, an alternative world.
I totally agree with you. I've heard of so many people who loathe reading, perhaps because they didn't read a book "for them" and gave up entirely. I find that quite sad. I get we are different from each other but books are so diverse!
So you found your writing voice through books. What was the first book that made it happen? Do you remember?
I started writing when I was little. But I mostly wrote like "plays"? I guess it was me having all these hypothetical conversations I couldn't have in real life? 😆 Because I was quiet and introspective yet dialogues flowed torrentially to the paper. But lately it's been dormant, on and off. But I'm hopeful, I know it's in there, it always is.
Love this piece, and as someone who dearly loves books I'll definitely be ruminating on that question: "what keeps me living in books?"
Thank you!
"Books help sustain ambition".
I couldn't agree more with you. Have you noticed, or has it happened to you, the more books you read toward the vibe that aligns with you, the more you want to write your own "black words in paper"? It sounds cliché but it's been happening. The hard thing is, finding the words to translate what you want to say.
And that is my personal predicament.
Your writing is beautiful and it feels soft and kind, with passion underneath moving the current. You found your own language. It is inspiring!
Fictions by Borges and Carrington's The Hearing Trumpet are two I am looking forward to read. Thank you for the little extra push to do it sooner! 💞
Thank you for reading, and thank you for your kind words!
Yes, absolutely, reading encourages writing. And it doesn't necessarily have to be an essay, poem, or article. It could be a diary entry, words that no one will ever see. These things feed one another.
But do you think that the more books you read, the easier (relatively) it gets to find words to translate what you want to say? It will never be possible 100%, but it does help find the way. At least to convey that specific feeling floating in one's mind.
Fictions and The Hearing Trumpet are so different and so worthy of your time. I hope you enjoy them!
To answer your question, hmm, well, there are various aspects [...]
I guess... If you keep going to books that don't fulfill you (going with the hype or crowd, for example), perhaps it'd feel burdensome to write and even read, that is 😆
For some authors they write better when they don't read a lot, and others need to read a lot. For some living and the experience of life is essential to write. So, it's all so relative! For you, the passion and love for books fuels your writing and vice versa, they're interconnected, they both feed each other, right?
Now I'm wondering and can I ask, did you start writing before loving books or writing was born first? Was it a consequence of reading?
For me, the need to write was born first, I guess because I was always so introverted I found comfort in it, paper and ink were a place to belong to.
I agree. On second thought, why return to books that don't fulfill you? If that's the (unfortunate) case, most just give up on reading, I think. I could be mistaken.
Yes, absolutely; in my case, reading is closely connected with writing. Couldn't imagine one without the other. I was first fascinated by books as objects (before I could read), and they were my favorite "toys". I loved looking at pictures and prints, touching the books, arranging them on the shelves. Once I started reading, it became one of my life's most important things. My writing was a consequence of reading, but it's not the only reason. And yes, I'm also introverted, so reading and writing are my safe place, an alternative world.
I'm curious, when did you start writing?
I totally agree with you. I've heard of so many people who loathe reading, perhaps because they didn't read a book "for them" and gave up entirely. I find that quite sad. I get we are different from each other but books are so diverse!
So you found your writing voice through books. What was the first book that made it happen? Do you remember?
I started writing when I was little. But I mostly wrote like "plays"? I guess it was me having all these hypothetical conversations I couldn't have in real life? 😆 Because I was quiet and introspective yet dialogues flowed torrentially to the paper. But lately it's been dormant, on and off. But I'm hopeful, I know it's in there, it always is.