no problem, no writing

and it is the other way around as well....

I will no longer cheat myself into believing I am a writer.
I do not want to finish it off, or call it a life, whatever.
It's just that I no longer pretend that my writing is not therapeutic.
If something bothers me, I elaborate on the subject.
Be it a personal, or a second~hand experience, a feeling, a haunting memory, illness of mind, the state of being content, excited or aroused.
I let it out in writing, work my way into it, give an alternative life to it, and finish it off.
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But when there is nothing to tickle me I do not write.
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No problem?
No writing.
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No writing?
No problem.
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Reality vs. writing

I was wondering the other day and I gathered that I was not a writer.

Writers write about anything.

I do write, per se, but my writing is sporadic; and is based on direct experience.

In writing non fiction my motive is to show or find a solution, to say goodbye to a former problem, to create an alternative history, be it better, or worse, than reality...

But it is always based on personal experience.

I am yet to come to terms with this finding.

And I end this post here for I am tired of writing so many I's and my's.

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In the meantime, my gastro short story is in the editing phase.

There are two parts to it. The first part is quite fine I guess. The second one is a bit tougher.

This photo (made by me in Prague, the Czech Republic on July 2014) shows the place where the final paragraph of the first part happens.

Oh, I love that first part.

It is about something that should (might) have happened, while actually it never did. It is a story of a man (a married man) and his platonic lover, who is not his wife.

The second part of the story takes place in a lovely home, in the kitchen to be more specific, between said husband and his wife.

Why is the first part the better one?

Okay, you don't have to answer that :)  :)

But you know what...

Answer I dare you :)

Hee, hee.

It's history

The will to write for the history~themed fiction contest is history.

I wanted to shed some light on some of the lesser known part of our history. I thought it was a good motive. An educational purpose.

But without a good story, it's just a motivation and not a story.

The end.

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With that said, I read a lot, do my duties and try to carry on.

I believe the chance will come.

Sometime.