You’re A Fucking Photocopier. A Bad Fucking Photocopier.

So it’s Thursday again and i’m sitting here wondering what the fuck i should write about. You wonna know what i got. Nothing.

Okay, so now after a few cups of tea and a line of coke i have something.

Writing styles. As of yet i don’t really have one. I seem to just mimic other peoples styles. Trying to write the way they write, use the same language they use. And you wonna know what happens. Fuck all. You spend so much time thinking about how they’d do it that your flow is ruined and you keep stopping. Eventually you give up, and start making excuses about why you’re no longer writing anything — “I don’t have the time anymore. I only get 4 or 5 hours to myself after work and i don’t want to spend that time writing” — “I’m not feeling it right now” — “I’m not in the mood to write, and i need to be in the mood“. All of these excuses are exactly that, excuses. The truth is, the reason you’re not writing is because you can’t channel other peoples writing styles, and because of that you stall. You give up. If i can’t write like Robert Ludlum, than i’m no writer of Spy fiction. And you know what. No you’re not a writer, you’re a fucking photocopier. A bad fucking photocopier. A photocopier with a dead cat clogging up the works with its blood and innards. You wonna know what you get with that? A piss poor few chapters covered in cat guts, blood, and shit. And no one whats to read that. online or otherwise.

You, and by you i mean me, has to find your own voice, your own writing style. And to do that you just need to write. Don’t write for anyone but yourself. Okay that’s stupid. As i read recently, writing is a form on communication, between the writer and the readers. So no don’t write for yourself, what the fuck was a saying? I guess i could say write for yourself as much as for the readers. Just write dude, fucking write, write, write. And stay away from the styles of others. Find your style. After awhile, it’ll come. And with that it should become easier to write your spy fiction.

Okay this is more for me than all you Hobo’s reading it. Yes, you’re a hobo. Deal with it dude, there’s nothing you can do now, just accept it and move on. Catch that train heading south and try to avoid the Railroad Police, those guy’ll beat your ass black and blue.

This is how i’ve been trying it for so long and guess where i’m at. Nowhere. But i have noticed that my voice is starting to bleed through. When i stop thinking to much about how someone else would write it. Plus all these blogs are helping my voice find his little, weak legs. The more blogs i write the stronger those legs get. Soon i’ll be running.

And there we have it. Thursdays blog is done. Now i need a cuppa tea.

Laters…

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