It has become very clear to me over the past couple of days having read a lot of other blogs about writing that many people are simply scared to write. It is easy to have the bravado and blog about writing and teach people to write, but to take the step and actually write a piece of work to put out there takes a lot of courage. Being a literature graduate I understand that we have also become obsessed with the act of analysing other people’s work and a lot of courses encourage this obsession. We study literature not to learn how to write well, but to learn how to give ‘constructive criticism’. At the time of my course I did not see anything wrong with that but now in retrospect I see it left me ill prepared to engage in the act of writing for myself.
Now I can only speak for myself as I make these statements but I did not really go to university to learn how to point out the positives and negatives and construct arguments in regards to another writers works. I started on my soft and rough path down the literature road because I knew that eventually I would want to write. I entered university with large dreams, a fast tongue and ready pen to contribute fiercely to my seminar lessons. However as time passed and I began to see that every work in the eyes of someone else was flawed, slowly the passion dwindled and I became content sitting on the sidelines. The need to write for myself slowly passed away and I got caught up being the critic.
The aim of this post is to purge myself from that state of mind. I WANT TO WRITE!