At first time, to write on the blog was so exciting then I was eager to find topics and I tried to apply the principle of writing through learned every non-fiction classes.
Everyday when I woke up, I thought what I will write today? Or in the bed at night what I will write tomorrow?
I realized that through this practice; it makes me more sensitive thinker; my soul of ears always inclined to my mind and heart, and voice of peoples and overheard conversation in the house, in the commutes, news, and other people of stories.
As I practiced to write story, I became speaker in the story because I learned non-fiction, which can write base on true story but can create lie for literary genre. Also I strived to listen through my heart of ears to animal, natures and places.
I look back over my childhood stories and I tried to find the meaning of metaphors through conversation with other people for the writing.
And I must to write everyday I had time or no more time and I was tired or not tired nevertheless, I must to enter on the blog and must to write. It was just like war against writing world.
In the result, I discovered it was very interesting to me so I convinced more my life be a writer. Every day and when I was write, my senses, mind, and my soul of sight were become more sensitive.
It was just like puzzle game so I played with words, clause, and language. And also I discovered the problem, which is my writing through English it was discouraged me but I found good solution through teachers’ advice, ‘you write by your mother language’ because I want be not a English writer but I want be a creative writer. Then, I thought by oneself; ‘I have comfortable language or mother language so I can express freely on my creative writings. So language is no problem to write and no more discouraged me. But I will more study creative writing so I need English but for the writing is no language problem because I have language, which can feel sense and express freely through my mother language.’
Now I am imagine; this practice is like a first learned swim and I am a poor swimmer and I am swimming near the finish line for the swimming exam.
I could not swimming when I was college, swimming was my requirement subject, PE teacher taught us every classes how to swimming but I did not understood, sometimes I was falling down in the deep water so I did not breath for a while, I felt almost die. It was afraid on the water and I drank so much water of the swimming poor.
Teacher explained us for the midterm; ‘I will test all in the deepest water of the swimming poor.’ The length of water was over my head; at that time still I did not floating on the water but it was my requirement. It was so discouraged and afraid to me.
So I asked my friend to help for survive “Min He, who is my friend! Teach me how to swim?” So we went my school and other swimming pool to teach and learn but I could not still.
At last, she taught me; ‘you must inhale the air like fish if you contain air in your chest or mouth and you throw your body on the water. At first time you do not move and wait for your body will be floating on the water and plunge your head into the water.’
So I followed her instruction and at that time, immediately the miracle happened to my body. Wonderful! My body was floating on the water and I moved my hands and feet and I moved on the water like a fish or ship! Wou! That was wonderful for my lifetime.
To write on the blog is like learn to swimming; teacher brought us into the deepest water and he teaches us swimming on the water, where the water of length is over the our height and some are very good swimmer and i am not jet know very well swimming, perhaps no matter what it was very good practice to everyone; discipline own self for writing craft and training to sharpen thinking and sense.It is last day of writing on the blog for assignment, but I will continually write on the notebook and my blog.
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