Archive for January, 2016
STRUGGLING TO GET IT WRITE: WHY WE WRITE
Over the course of our writing careers the answer to this question may, and probably will, change. With age and success, or the lack there of, our mindset will morph until that final realization that we have done all we can do. Let history be the judge of our effort. We cast our lot to time.
I feel there is a spectrum to our need to write, spanning the need to leave our footprints in the sands of time to pursuing the almighty buck. Most of us lie somewhere in-between, with the love of art or existence our goal. Don’t get me wrong. There is nothing wrong with wanting to exist, and if you have the art and it pays the bills, so be it. Each of us is unique to their purpose. And only at the end of our time can we can we reflect on all we have accomplished. For some of us, success may come after we are gone. We can just do our best and hope for the best. The important thing to consider when the end.
How many of us write, spend countless hours completing a work we feel important and no one responds to our effort. We get no feedback, good or bad, from friends asked to read our work or agents and publishers where our writing has sought a home, just an awesome silence as our writing goes into the world. Now, if your purpose in is to obtain profit, better known as paying the bills this hurts. But your goal is just as noble as those whose sole purpose is the goal of longevity of their existence.
As mentioned above, if your goal in writing is to leave your mark on history, and you lack success, all is not lost. How many of us know the authors of fiction whose work was not appreciated during their lifetime but discovered after they were gone. We all know writers of fiction who fit the mold. Struggling to leave their mark, yet their major work going unrecognized during their life. Think of Herman Melville and his masterpiece, Moby Dick.
So many of us pursue this profession with little reward. Leaving this life never knowing if our voice will be heard. Put down your words. Fate may find you.
To be continued with a look at your life and history.
I am once again going to ‘allow’ you to buy my work.
Here are some links where you may purchase my work.
Melange Books
http://www.melange-books.com/authors/walttrizna/index.html
Barnes & Noble.com
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/walt-trizna?store=book&keyword=walt+trizna
Amazon.com
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POEMS AND FLEETING THOUGHTS
I’m beginning yet another category, the title above.
My life is changing, and feelings run through my brain. Sometimes slight, observations of the world around and at times personal. For better or for worse, I want to reveal my soul.
CHANGING LIFE
You grew remote
Slowly, never noticed
In thirty years.
I, less than perfect
Took the route of drink and acceptance
As the separation increased.
Separate lives
Lived together for a time.
Finally we separate
With little change.
Yet life goes on,
Remembering better days,
Remembering unequal love.
ARTHUR C. CLARK AND I: WE THINK THE SAME BUT HE IS THE BETTER WRITER
I’m sure you’ve read multiple blogs and messages wishing you ‘Happy New Year’. Well of course I wish you that, but I also wish you a ‘Productive New Year’. Whatever you do, do more of it and do it well. Make this a year you’re proud of and can look back on with happiness. I’m going to try to accomplish those goal. We’ll see what happens.
He is the better writer by about 100 orders of magnitude, but I’m trying to catch up.
But seriously, I am in the process of reading his novel, The Songs of Distant Earth. I was lucky enough to be able to search a mass of science fiction novels donated to a small local library. Books for which no room existed. When I saw this novel in the boxes of donations, I immediately acquired the book to bring home. I’m happy I did for now a novel I planned to write, formally on the back burner, is now going into the incinerator.
Let me explain.
I had written a short story, December Omen, as yet unpublished. I will try to find this work a home in the coming year. The work dealt with the end of the world, not a unique subject, but I thought I had a lock on a new scenario. Turns out, Clark beat me to it. We both end the world, but by different means. We both send mankind into the cosmos in order to survive. I through frozen embryos; Clark through genetic material and robotic factories to manufacture mankind on some remote Earth-like planet.
At this point, let me include a fact I know I read somewhere. Whether it is reality or conjecture I do not remember. Chalk that up to maturity (senility). The article dealt with DNA, a very stable molecule, and the possibility to incorporate information using its structure. What a concept! How much information could reside in a gram of DNA?
However, what inspired this piece was a common scenario in both our stories. In the new planet was created no religions would exist. For reasons look at today’s newspaper or read a little history. I could not believe Arthur C. Clark and I had the same thoughts. The commonality, unfortunately, ends in that single instant.
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