Diary of a Working Writer…

Some people are like cheap biscuits. Dry, crumbly disappointments destined to dissolve into chai and ruin a perfectly good cup on a perfectly good day. Unlike biscuits though, they’re not so easily locked away in an old box of tin and tend to leave a hateful long-lasting aftertaste.

What surprises me is that one often strikes these geniuses on either horribly great days or amazingly awful ones. [Well, I do at least. Case in point, today.] Paragons of vice created for the sole purpose of sucking out pleasure with their custom-made fangs of discontentment.

Luckily, I’m a writer and so born with an inbuilt arsenal of silence within a loud, active brain. For those who don’t know, that’s the compartmentalized space [read, basement] we use to record grudges, broken hearts and fictional and real people we really don’t like. [There’s a separate warehouse for sugar, spice and all things nice.]

Sure, it’s better, more adult to take the higher road and kill your villains with kindness. But making them the most loathed character in your book who gets run over by a bull on page thirteen is much, much therapeutic.

Don’t believe me? Think about it:

That sexist colleague, the rude client? Lost his hair in flash fiction.

Bad date from six months ago? Dumped melodramatically in a short story.

Unforgettably rude relative? Immortalized by bad breath in Chapter 12.

As the saying goes: Keep Snark and Write On.

5 Comments Add yours

  1. Onie Maniego says:

    I agree! It’s funny that I find it therapeutic to turn to writing poetry or stories when it’s too heavy inside too.

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    1. A. Perveen says:

      Me too! I think everyone who writes or does anything creative – painters, singers, etc – feels the same. It does take time to get comfortable – with your craft, yourself – to be able to let it all out. Blogging had definitely helped me there.

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      1. I couldn’t agree more.

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    2. I have never been able to outwardly speak about the issues that often confront me, and writing has been a helpful outlet to all that anger inside me.

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      1. A. Perveen says:

        Oh, yes, writing definitely helps with anger. I used to feel really guilty about becoming angry or irritated, mostly because we’re taught its not right to behave that way. I still feel that way occasionally but not as much, thanks to finding an outlet for letting it all out. I’ve even become more outwardly expressive of certain emotions. The company that allows me to do that is still pretty selective but I’ve realized that since I started putting my words out into the world and stopped hiding my journals, I have become more comfortable in my skin.


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