Writing Process

HARRY said:
G'day, I'm new so here goe's.
I've been studying the way we think and sofar have made little progress. My little progress my help someone out their.
Language, writing system's are more than what they seem. I've been doing some homework on the subject and it amazes me how complicated it all is. To become creative in general I feel you really need to understand the building block's that make writting etc possible. I have a theory based on what I've read that some writting system's began as drawings then symbol's then symbols that only have phonetic value and then alphabet that are sometime's based on ancient symbols but today have nothing more than phonetic value.
The Egyptian Hieroglyphic's had combination's of all, thus giving them the best of both world's.
Can you imagine the imagination and diciple required to acheive this, the mind's of the anceint scribe's would have been very hardworking.
My point is modern writting is lifeless in comparison to Heiroglyphics. Modern language has it's benifit's and that is way it's so usefull and popular.
One interesting discovery is that some laguage's actually start by having assigned meaning to the individual letter's of the alphabet (like the u in u-turn). This mean's when you read a word the meaning of it (in theory) is spelt out to you.
I have the belief that for writting to be interesting it need's powerful and meaningfull word's that unlock stream's of information in our mind. For example the abbreviation DNA for your average person means a something that twist's around, but to a biologist etc it's the key to unlocking all the mystery's of life.
So my conclusion is to make writting interesting you need to first educate the reader. Their is so much interesting stuff out their that still need's to be put in layman word's. If we fail to do this the gap between the educated and the ignorant will become so large we wont have anything to share with each other.
hope to hear your comment's.
Yeah, I think hieroglyphs are fascinating, though I don't know how to read them, but I guess that you would almost see the picture move if you really understood it.

Cavemen used to paint simple figures on the cavewall, then they took hallucinogenic drugs and saw these figures move.

they used this technique for inspiration on how they would hunt animals and so on... the hallucinogenic drugs consisted of mushrooms (poisonous) and other plants.
 
i bit simplified Cyperium, but i should not be talkin :).

anyway words have not color or life, it is the writers job to breath color and life in to his text,
this can be done by adding lots words describing everything, so the reader can form a picture in his/hers mind.

eg.
There is a bird on a brach
or
Deep in the forest green, sits a little song bird, singing on its branch
 
My (creative) writing process goes something like this;
- Get an idea (usually a distortion of something else)
- Drink an ungodly amount of coffee
- Consume an ungodly amount of sugar
- Put on "Ride of the Valkyries" (Wagner) at an ungodly volume
- Spin on my chair for half an hour
- Do my nails
- Type feverishly for 10 minutes
- Re-read, and delete
- Type feverishly for another 10 minutes
- Re-read
- Scream
- Go and read something someone else has written in exasperation
- Come down off coffee/sugar high and fall into a deep sleep

Groovy, huh?
 
G'day,
That was a really interesting coment, it make's me wonder what man of old was capable of. Actually I'm interested to find out what natural drug's our bodies can produce that may help our daily live's. I lose interest in subject very easily which stop me from making any real progress. Knowledge on a few natural mind bending drug's my be a way to help me focus.
hope to hear for you all.
 
Kunax:
A mind of pictures is what i see and mind you there are many, but put down to paper they lose there color and fade away. This annoyes me greatly from time to time, it seems to me the pictures on the paper is out of tune, distorted, compared to the flow of imagery i see before my mind, I fear the message went away
Then force them back again- a blank sheet of paper has a nasty habit of playing aristocracy, intimidating one with its silence.
Yet its nothing without you.

HARR'Y:
I've been studying the way we think and sofar have made little progress. My little progress my help someone out their.
Far less than yo'u think.
What's the matte'r Harr'y?
Keyboard stuck on lame?
 
Creative Writing:
Step One: Become inspired. Maybe it was a song I heard, a picture I saw, a tree, a moment, anything. Something that moves me. [example: I was thinking to myself, self, there are many things I'm not, and not as much I am...]
Step Two: Think of what that inspired moment meant to me. Brainstorm silently or aloud, but not on paper... paper simply ruins the untouched melody of a first thought by recording it.
Step Three: Simply - Begin. Write everything that means something to you about the inspired topic at hand.

[Example, A poem I wrote a few minutes ago:

What am I?

I move unfeeling, through the crowd.
I stand insensitive, indifferent
So many things of which I’m not,
So tell me, what am I?

You tell me I’m not worthy.
You tell me I’m not good enough.
You tell me I’m not laudable,
So tell me, what am I?

I proclaim, “These things I’m not!”
I say, “These things are not of me!”
Then silenced after declaration, Whisper,
So tell me, what am I?

I only know now, what I’m not.
The things I’m not supposed to be.
The things you assume, I’ll never be,
But you still haven’t told me.

I do not need your sympathy,
Your loyalty, your trust.
Certainly not your approval,
There is one thing you mean to me.
So tell me, what am I? ]
 
I do not need your sympathy,
Your loyalty, your trust.
Certainly not your approval,
There is one thing you mean to me.
So tell me, what am I? ]

A sappy poet tangled up in 'chicken wire'.
 
Hell no! I'm not sappy, sentimental or emotional in any way! The poem was about how people pretend to know who or what I am, when they can only tell what I'm not. It's very simple, nothing complicated about it.
 
Write, write, write to fill all the pages and your palms don't let you write anymore. Write, write, write out all this, so that it will be clear, so that you can see, write. Write, write, until the morning, the whole night, write, write. Write, write. Write. Write, for you can see that you cannot go on like this anymore, holding all this inside. Most likely, this will not make much sense, but write, darling, write. Write, for this is now the only thing you have left. There is no other way to get that out of you, write, write. It is horrid, and if you only think, it is not as true as if you write, write. Write.
 
No matter what it is I'm writing, I pretty much use the same process every time.

-Free-writing of all ideas that come to mind.
-Arranging.
-Research.
-More free-writing.
-More arranging.
-More research.
-Repeat a few more times.
-Reread, and repeat again a few more times.
-Leave it for a day or a week.
-Reread, rearrange, and finalize.
 
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