“Hi, Mich!” Mich said as he entered the room, closing the door behind him.
“Oh! Hi, Mich!” Mich responded as Mich ambled across the room, taking a seat at the far corner.
“How’s the story coming?” Mich asked, sinking into the chair.
“Great!” Mich quipped. “Bob just realized he’s been living in an alternate world!”
Yep! That’s how it often is in my head. Okay, it isn’t quite that vivid. But since I was little I can remember having conversations in my head. I dared not tell anyone, for multitudes might have considered me crazed. Heck, I told myself, and myself considered me weird.
I feel that most people do converse with themselves in their heads, they just don’t let us know. While some others might not have a well played out dialog going on in their head, some of us do.
This is a concept I never really understood about myself while growing up. Not until I started writing. A concept I once thought crazy suddenly became a powerful tool for bringing my characters to life on paper—be it physical or electronic. I find it easier to put down my characters’ thoughts, and also to construct dialog between them since I’m constantly chatting with myself.
Drop a comment. Do you ever chat with yourself?
Shocked by the news of the death of one of my childhood heroes, Neil Armstrong, I write this post in honor of his tremendous work to humanity. As a little kid, I don’t think there was any profession I didn’t consider going into, but on the top of my list at a point was being an astronaut. What can I say, every child dreams. Today, however, I’m freaked by the concept of airplanes, not to talk of space shuttles.
So how does Neil Armstrong, Man On the Moon, link with writing? Actually, I’m linking him with reading in my own small way. Neil Armstrong to me is the human representation of the word “Discovery.”
“That’s one small step for man, and a giant leap for mankind.” Armstrong said, having taken his first steps on the moon.
Alright. Enough jabbering. What’s my point? Apart from a means of escape, I feel reading is also a means of discovery. One small step, for the reader, might be walking into a bookstore and picking up a book by their favorite author. But your giant leap comes when you leap into the pages of that book and discover a whole new world. Books have the capability to make you discover more about everything, even yourself. It unearths secrets you never knew about you, and about your world.
Our job is to take you to the moon and back.
I was waiting in a vestibule on this morning, face stabbed in the pages of my current read, Dean Koontz Odd Thomas, when I stumbled against the words of a character in the story who’s a writer.
His words were, “Writing isn’t a source of pain. It’s psychic chemotherapy. It reduces your psychological tumors and relieves your pain.”
This was a “Selah”—pause-and-think—moment for me.
I’ve heard writing being referred to as thinking through fingers, that’s Isaac Asimov. To me it’s creating an alternate world of escape. But never have I seen it as “Psychic Chemo.”
But in a sense that is what writing is to the writer. Writing can be seen as an activity of healing for the writer. The activity of writing brings us healing. So, writing is to the writer first, before the reader, a source of escape. And completing a piece brings the biggest healing. It is our treatment.
I once asked my friends on Facebook a question: Does being a fiction writer make one an exceptional liar?
When you look at what we do, it seems we have the skills to fabricate outrageous tales that never happened—lies—and make you believe they did. The best of writers can even make you believe it was a personal experience; happened to me with Ted Dekker’s Circle series.
While I think that being a fiction writer can hone your lying skills, I believe that through those lies, we interpret “The Truth.”
Yep! It’s been a while. Finally there’s another story on my blog. It’s called the Skull, and it’s available for download in the Free Books section.
The Skull is an eleven-page short story that took me upwards of six months to write…or conclude, rather. The story is divided into three sections. In a matter of weeks, I was able to finish the first two parts. The third part was the issue. Not until last month did the idea drop into my head from I don’t know where. So, really, I do not say I wrote this book. I’m not skilled enough to write that conclusion on my own. I was just the pen.
Click the “Free Books” button and download it now; the thought-provoking, life-changing, spine-chilling new short story from the Dungeon of MiCH OLORUNFEMi. The Skull.