On interviews, every blogger or author would be invariably asked about their writing process. We all maintain a modus operandi while indulging in a task and the statement stands true not solely for writing. If I am to write in detail about my writing process, I would have to rummage through the cluttered nooks and corners of my mind, for I would like to begin the story from the point where it all started.
As I have mentioned in a few posts before, I started writing during my college days. The first article, or for that matter, the first piece, ill-formed or not, that I ever wrote was a short essay on my relationship with my brother – the fun we had as children, the pillow fights, the exhilarating time we spent in the company of each other during long summer vacations, the moments of hyper excitement during cricket matches, and many more. I believe art is inspired from life, although there are heated debates going on regarding the matter, with some rooting for the contrary. During those days, my life revolved around my parents, my brother and a handful of friends I had in school. I was peculiarly shy back then, which limited my relationship with my teachers, while I saw many exuberant friends of mine bonding with our teachers like they were friends. For the reasons mentioned above, my thoughts and worries mostly surrounded these special people in my life. The article had my affection for my brother smeared in it from head to tail and I remember being particularly happy about the same after having written it. I did show it to my brother that day, but sadly, I cannot recollect his reaction now.
It was at least five years later that I started writing seriously. Inspired by a few well written blogs, I decided to create a blog for myself and thus was born my blog at blogger, titled ‘Chasing Passions’. I have been writing passionately since then, albeit taking long blogging breaks in between, when the calls of my profession intrude my otherwise structured blogging schedule. Still, I cannot complain knowing the way my writing journey has been moving so far.
When it comes to writing, I maintain a few ground rules. In the beginning, I used to scribble on a piece of paper the whole blog post, before copying it onto the screen. The habit wore out gradually as I found it terribly time consuming. I now type directly onto my laptop, which is a Lenovo, something which I consider my priced possession; something on which my first manuscript was born. If I want my blog post to be a list, then I make sure that I jot down the points before I list them. Otherwise, I stick to my keypad.
Another habit that I am particular about is that I need to be strictly in a silent place while I write. True to Stephen King’s words, I prefer writing with my doors closed. The habit blossomed early on in my writing career itself. Even for editing, I prefer being alone. And being alone, translates to being absolutely alone. I sit on my chair, leaning onto my desk, with the drapes of my curtain tightly shut so that no streak of light enters my eyes, other than the artificial lighting I have in my room. Whether it is psychological or not, I cannot substantiate, but then aren’t all quirks so?
A few of the good articles/ blog posts I remember writing were born in my bed, on my mobile. The habit over took me one day two years back, which was the time when I used to write each and every day, whenever I could find time. During those times, probably because of the monotonous specks that seethed in, I might have devised a technique that could bring back fervour to my writing, and that might have brought about that favourable twist to my method. There are other methods too which I have discovered over a period of time that could break me free from boredom, if any associated with writing for long hours. These include:
- Writing down on a note book.
- Writing few words at a time.
- By shifting my location from desk to bed or even to another room.
- By reading other blogs or well-written books for inspiration.
- By taking sips of water or a hot or cold beverage in between.
- By taking a break from writing and focussing on a mode of leisure, before resuming writing.
As I write this, I am amused to suddenly re discover the many quirks I have with regard to writing, which have melted into my writing process and have become inconspicuous to my eyes over the time.
Talking about my inspirations, I should confess that I am rejuvenated by a song interlaced with evocative lyrics, as much as a book written in an elegant prose. I am inspired by author interviews and there was a time when I used to read articles on writing back to back for that much needed nudge to write. Sometimes, even the sight of a book I admire, prompts me to write. Most of the times, there would be nothing jutting out from my head that needs urgent attention by my writing gene, nevertheless, I sit down to write, open my laptop, stare at the blank screen awaiting ideas and thoughts to come barge in and barge in do they, much to my surprise.
Today, as I returned from the hospital, I had a niggling worm inside me that screamed to me to settle down after a shower to write. I started this blog post with no plans in my mind, but here I am with yet another blog post, which in turn strengthens the belief in my decision to abandon laziness and self-doubts and to simply write, if I am to satisfy my passion.
So, do you have any such quirks when it comes to writing? Do share.