The Art of Write and Pretend

It's amazing how disciplined one has to be to carry the weight of a blog. Never mind a blog, writing, in general, is one of the ultimate disciplines one can attempt to master. It's easy for one to be opinionated, this is something I am devastatingly, annoying at to a fault. My brain never shuts off, as I'm sure many of you experience that just because you're horizontal on your sofa or in your bed does not mean your brain is ready for sleep.

On the contrary, this is when my head decides to lift off into the utmost atmospheres of my thought. Dissection of the hours, days, and weeks gone by begins at an overwhelmingly laborious rate; leaving my eye lids glued to the undercarriage of my eyebrows. This is when rehearsals begin as well. Conversations that I have had are finished, or conversations, issues, decisions are all played out, all while my body rests. I've also found that this is the time that writing becomes more fluid, it has more bend and shape to it, my mind frees itself of doubt and true art is allowed to take hold.

This feeling is most comparative to being on the brink of awakening while dangling a toe in the land of dreams. The haze of creation knows no bounds and runs free through endless thought and imagination. Capturing these thoughts are the trickiest portion of the process - how to illuminate, in words, the pictures the mind displays.

The most effective way I have found to do so is this; with my eyes wide open, write as if my eyes were shut. Allowing the back of my eyes to be the canvas for the story I'm attempting to illustrate. It becomes a slide reel of picture and sound with words running through the scenes like a pressing breeze over a body of water. It moves and flows together, guiding my thoughts to an end result. But the unnatural, confusing part for writing is that it has to be made an precedent over your time. Writing and emotional thought, or storytelling is usually sporadic - the thoughts or ideas come and go as we mosey through our days. So wrangling them up, finding the importance of making it a mandatory portion of our existence to sit and write our thoughts is the key. We train our brains to be ready for ignition once we sit in front of our pad or keyboard, to open up and let the life that is living inside of our minds free for awhile. As children we were masters of pretend, we lived in other worlds all while coinciding in the reality of this one - this mastery slowly fades with age and corrosion of time to an utter non-existence, for some. However, as we write we are free from these shackles and we can live within that mastery we once knew as children and express the worlds we see behind our eyes.

This is the beauty of the craft. This is the elegance of the discipline.