I genuinely feel sick. Like someone recovering from an illness, with no goal beyond staying alive. If they turned me upside down and shook me out, they’d find me in my bed.
I wish I could just act like a normal person and talk to Helen about my next step. Instead, I keep checking my email to see if she’s left a comment. Just go and talk to her like a normal person, you lunatic!!!
When I enrolled in Helen’s class, I wanted to answer one question: should I even consider writing, and specifically, writing in English?
Then, during one of our first sessions, Helen asked us that whenever we presented our work to the group, we could ask our own questions in addition to asking for feedback. For example, someone might ask whether the fantasy world they had created had any plot holes.
I remember thinking that this was the first time I would have to ask my question out loud. Then I realized I didn't want people to tell me whether I should write or not. Writing is a part of me that I simply cannot, and do not want to, give up. And ultimately, other people's opinions and judgments about whether I should write at all don't matter to me.
They say that when you write a paragraph, you should read it aloud to yourself. The flaws that escaped you during writing and editing will reveal themselves when you hear the words spoken. The same thing happened here. When I was about to ask my question out loud, it lost its meaning for me.
The second lesson was that it doesn't really matter whether you write in Persian or English. Literature transcends language, and translation makes that possible.
The third lesson was that writing is neither a hobby nor a job for me. Writing is the art of storytelling and creation. It is part of who I am, and whether it's good or bad, that's simply what it is. :)))
The fourth lesson was about technique. Writing requires technique in addition to art and talent. In other words, talent is the foundation of the building you're constructing, but technique, learning, editing, research, and all the rest are what make it possible for that building to exist and endure.
I've always kept writing in the hobby-for-fun category, even though, by its very nature, it isn't a hobby for me. I need to work seriously on my technique because I've been past the hobby stage for a thousand years now.
(Steps down from the pulpit.)
P.S. 1: Yesterday, I noticed that my Insurance payout had been deposited into my account. It's not much, but even this is a lifeline. I can't believe the whole process wasn't much of a headache. I filled out the form, attached one or two documents, and they said they'd respond within three weeks. Yesterday, I checked my account and there it was.
I wish all the knots in my life could untangle themselves this way. I'm all out of strength for the struggle, you magician!
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