On writing
I’m going to explain why writing is great.
There once was a forest uninhabited by humans. Thousands of trees covered the sprawling landscape. The thick, towering trees had many branches and blanketed the forest floor in a peaceful shade. The trees weren’t crowded, but comfortably spaced. The air was fresh in the mornings and warm in the evenings. Apart from the roamings of the occasional bear, deer, or fox, things were quiet. Pause for a second. It’s the kind of quiet that can't be imagined unless you take a moment, close your eyes and think on it.
Suddenly, all the trees burst into flames. This serene forest was annihilated, turning into ash. All so spontaneously and all so violently it was gone. A mushroom cloud was the only distinct feature that remained.
The author looked down from the clouds and mused to himself. He didn’t like it, so he turned the clock back. This time, before the bomb hit the ground, a hero caught it. He flew straight into space, sacrificing himself but saving the forest.
The first aspect that makes writing great is the power to create and destroy all at your fingertips. You have the power to write explosions into existence. You have the power to reverse time and control the story players. Welcome to god-mode. The thrill is exhilarating. It’s like having a fist-full of infinity stones except with no avengers to stop you.
The second aspect that makes writing great is the fact that… Um… Um… I forgot my point.
I went to college on the east coast. People move faster on the east coast, which is to say that they’re busier. Sometimes I’d see a friend and the friend would ask, “How’s it going?” but while asking they’d continue walking. It’s not a criticism, I was busy as well (those textbooks weren’t going to annotate themselves). The question was still asked despite the business. It’s difficult to be honest, or to present an accurate picture of your well being, in a 2-second, on the spot moment. In these cases my reply was always, “Good. You?”
Imagine a friend that would stop walking and wait for an honest replay. You could remain mute for 5 minutes and they, patiently waiting, wouldn’t be bothered. This is the type of friend who would wait for you to communicate clearly. You’d be able to express yourself to the best of your ability. Why wouldn’t you tell this friend everything?
The second aspect that makes writing great is you aren’t rushed and can take the time to best communicate yourself.
