Using emotion to write

[knitedreams]

So I've been in a funk (depression) over my writing lately. I figured that it would take a day maybe two to get over it. I figured wrong. For a week, my funk would not go away. Not only was it effecting my writing, but school work as well. To help me get over it, I went to the root of the problem, what started this depression in the first place. I started to write about it, the next thing I knew a whole slew of feelings were spilling onto the paper along with my words. In the end, I had the first chapter of a really good story.

I've never used my emotions to write before. Although I heard about it, I always thought that anything written in a certain "mood" would make crappy stories. Shows what I know.

 

[slyc_willie]

So I've been in a funk (depression) over my writing lately. I figured that it would take a day maybe two to get over it. I figured wrong. For a week, my funk would not go away. Not only was it effecting my writing, but school work as well. To help me get over it, I went to the root of the problem, what started this depression in the first place. I started to write about it, the next thing I knew a whole slew of feelings were spilling onto the paper along with my words. In the end, I had the first chapter of a really good story.

I've never used my emotions to write before. Although I heard about it, I always thought that anything written in a certain "mood" would make crappy stories. Shows what I know.

I love putting my own emotions into my writing. I see it as catharsis. There have been times, when I am angry, depressed, anxious or aroused, and the words just pour out. Granted, the resulting work needs a good edit, because I barely look up from the keyboard, but . . . damn.

Writing is a passion. I take that literally.

 

[knitedreams]

Writing is a passion. I take that literally.

I always took it to mean the irresistible urge to write. When I go a week or two without writing fiction, I get this itch in the palm of my hand, which means I'm getting the demanding urge to write. I don't really feel anything when I write. It's almost as if I'm in a trance and my hands are writing on their own. Of course I feel things afterwards while I'm reading and editing the stories.

 

[slyc_willie]

I always took it to mean the irresistible urge to write. When I go a week or two without writing fiction, I get this itch in the palm of my hand, which means I'm getting the demanding urge to write. I don't really feel anything when I write. It's almost as if I'm in a trance and my hands are writing on their own. Of course I feel things afterwards while I'm reading and editing the stories.

I get involved in my writing. If it's dialogue, I speak it out loud, trying to get the cadence, the tone, just right. If it's action -- sexual or otherwise -- I'm envisioning it in my head, even getting up from the chair to act it out.

Writing does not just involve your mind and fingers. It's a total-body experience, as far as I'm concerned.

As for emotion . . . I've made myself cry while writing some poignant scene, laughed at others, and gritted my teeth with vicarious pain or embarrassment in still others. When I've finished with a story, it's like relaxing after sex.

I want a cigarette and a beer.

 

[damppanties]

So I've been in a funk (depression) over my writing lately. I figured that it would take a day maybe two to get over it. I figured wrong. For a week, my funk would not go away. Not only was it effecting my writing, but school work as well. To help me get over it, I went to the root of the problem, what started this depression in the first place. I started to write about it, the next thing I knew a whole slew of feelings were spilling onto the paper along with my words. In the end, I had the first chapter of a really good story.

I've never used my emotions to write before. Although I heard about it, I always thought that anything written in a certain "mood" would make crappy stories. Shows what I know.

Yes, mood writing is beautiful. But when your mood changes before you finish the story... God, I hate that!

And that's exactly what my problem has been lately.

 

[starrkers]

Yes, mood writing is beautiful. But when your mood changes before you finish the story... God, I hate that!

And that's exactly what my problem has been lately.

Why do you think my part 2 is languishing in the mire of half written stories on my hard drive?

 

[damppanties]

Why do you think my part 2 is languishing in the mire of half written stories on my hard drive?

You! Stick to one excuse. The children. Holidays. Concentrate.

But seriously, I know.

 

[starrkers]

You! Stick to one excuse. The children. Holidays. Concentrate.

But seriously, I know.

Damn, that's right! The kids; the power interruptions as the power supply is upgraded; the brown snake invading the computer room ...

 

[damppanties]

Damn, that's right! The kids; the power interruptions as the power supply is upgraded; the brown snake invading the computer room ...

 

[Darkniciad]

I get involved in my writing. If it's dialogue, I speak it out loud, trying to get the cadence, the tone, just right. If it's action -- sexual or otherwise -- I'm envisioning it in my head, even getting up from the chair to act it out.

Writing does not just involve your mind and fingers. It's a total-body experience, as far as I'm concerned.

As for emotion . . . I've made myself cry while writing some poignant scene, laughed at others, and gritted my teeth with vicarious pain or embarrassment in still others. When I've finished with a story, it's like relaxing after sex.

I want a cigarette and a beer.

*laugh* Conveniently, my son has numerous plastic swords and lightsabers. Comes in handy for the battle scenes. One of the scenes in Blackhawk Hall is borne of me trying to hold off him and his two cousins out in the yard.

My girlfriend has asked me more than once what is wrong because I'm making faces and gesturing while I write. It's taken her quite a while to get used to the fact that I'm not making faces - the characters are.

I still can't read the scene where the curse on Celes is broken in Danica without misting over.

 

[neonlyte]

I'm a little like Slyc when writing, but I don't speak the words out loud, except in my head. There is a piece of my writing on here, from the Halloween Contest of two years ago, written a couple of months after I'd been diagnosed with Asbestosis, and after we'd discovered it was benign. The story was really written for my wife. It is not easy to explain but for about a month while we waited for test results to confirm the seriousness of my illness, and whether or not I had more than a few weeks to live, I lived as if I had lost her. It is posted in Horror though it is actually about love.