Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Is that the end?!

Before:

Life going along as it does. Writing coming infrequently and sporadically depending on how much inspiration moves me. Reading blogs that I am used to and that fall in line with my personal interests. Writing focus more on larger projects.

After:

Consistent writing. Networking. A passion and appreciation for the before and after of everything. An interest in topics other than the norm. Connections made through writing and camaraderie within a competition.

Still:

Writing with a purpose. Inviting the web world to hear my voice through prose. Recording history as I see it and sharing history with each post.

Paz.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Papyrus

Prose dedicated to pages everywhere.

As thin to drift in air it is weightless now. Prior to, written in stone.

Stone withstands and becomes stronger with heat. Leaflets and sheets vanish in heat, are malleable to crumple and mistaken for trash if not typefaced.

Writing in stone takes time. Letters etched with metal objects that were born in fire and molded to facilitate communication through script but with pictures first.

Symbols came to replace the oral histories and stories of the ancients.

Stone stories preserved, paper ones too.

Now? Intangible locationless space ridden words floating with no owner except if linked. And if not, a chance for anonymity and communication blogreaderworthy. But then, where are you when I need you? Oh, that's right.... Google Search.

Are we losing our grip on script or tangibility? Is holding more important than pressing send? Is publishing worth more when your text reaches a library and reaches me by chance? Or is your reaching me now heightening my need for you and your need to be recognized?

Last days of challenging have given way to inspired prose dedicated to the pages that remain unread of mine, unheard of advice, and still not published.

Finish line in sight. Keep running, keep writing, etch it into stone. All the while, remaining protected from the elements and forever ingrained in hearts, no matter the time -past or future- just presently scribed.

Paz.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Scripted

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Those were the days. But why was writing in cursive so dang on important? Words written in print are just as good...aren't they? Cursive writing gives an elegance to words but gives us such a hard time if we are not well developed.

Script vs. Print issues aside, we now find ourselves having this issue more often, and realizing that our script isn't good enough for others to view. Oh indeed it is good enough. Although, there is a reason why those who are not great with writing have been said to use "chicken scratch."

You know, with this whole blog them progression, I have realized that chickens are often the subject of many jokes...

::sigh:: and pa'lante pollo, pa'lante!

Paz.