How to Use Lies
While watching V for Vendetta the other night, a certain quote stuck in my head. "Artists use lies to expose the truth, Politicians use lies to cover it up." How true that is! Before, I had a whole rave planned in my head around this quote to talk about, but now, it seems less than pointless. The validity of the statement evidences itself to those who truly understand the nature of fiction and writers of fiction; and of politicians and their supposed conspiracy to hide what really happens.
In other news, I like very much having my computer and my desk next to a very large window...when I get bored or am thinking heavily and look around, I can see the outside world. Even in my periperhal vision I can see it now, typing away quickly. There's something so free about it all...as if I'm not really inside my apartment at all but rather that I'm sitting outside and typing on a laptop, like all those arrogant people we see strung all over college campuses.
My whole purpose of wanting to be a writer and for writing is to do exactly that: expose the truths I know about life, love, magic, darkness, and spiritual matters in a form that most people will write off as being nothing more than an overactive imagination. I have no desire to reach those people; they have been lost for far too long for me to rescue them from oblivion. I only want to reach those who will look past the words I've written and see that I really do know, firsthand, about the things that I've presented as fiction. Thank you Stephen King, for allowing me to see that writing can be used for more than just telling a great story.
Currently Reading: The Mummy by Anne Rice.
Song in my head: Tim McGraw by Taylor Swift
On the docket: Re-reading the Dark Tower series by Stephen King.
In other news, I like very much having my computer and my desk next to a very large window...when I get bored or am thinking heavily and look around, I can see the outside world. Even in my periperhal vision I can see it now, typing away quickly. There's something so free about it all...as if I'm not really inside my apartment at all but rather that I'm sitting outside and typing on a laptop, like all those arrogant people we see strung all over college campuses.
My whole purpose of wanting to be a writer and for writing is to do exactly that: expose the truths I know about life, love, magic, darkness, and spiritual matters in a form that most people will write off as being nothing more than an overactive imagination. I have no desire to reach those people; they have been lost for far too long for me to rescue them from oblivion. I only want to reach those who will look past the words I've written and see that I really do know, firsthand, about the things that I've presented as fiction. Thank you Stephen King, for allowing me to see that writing can be used for more than just telling a great story.
Currently Reading: The Mummy by Anne Rice.
Song in my head: Tim McGraw by Taylor Swift
On the docket: Re-reading the Dark Tower series by Stephen King.
posted by AeroAangel at 20:30
1 Comments:
I honestly and truly have no idea what I would do if I lost my ability to write and speak through my thoughts, feelings, ideas, worries, stories all in words.
I 'lost' my writing for many years. Life got in the way instead. Then last year, due to a broken leg and not being able to walk or drive anywhere, I found it again.
Thank god for it.
So, what I am trying to say is, I know what you mean.
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