(An awesome post by uneditedmara)
I scoured the internet, books, dictionaries, and even asked random people on the street about
the most worrisome topic I may ever encounter in my life – love. Where do I find it? When will I
find it? How will I know? Are you sure this is it? Are we there yet??
After 3 days of research and material to fill 15 blog posts, I picked up my computer and started
hacking at the keyboard. Little by little, this sentence grew into this and into that. Little by little
I also started to delete certain things, rethink certain words, and slash mercilessly what was
unnecessary. After a somewhat uninspired start, something eventually started forming – a
thought, a sentence, a statement, a declaration.
I write the way that I love – excited at the onset of a project and obsessive during the “I need
to know everything about this” phase. I write the way that I love – frustrated with challenging
chapters, sometimes held back by my own insecurities, and constantly finding ways to make
things work out. I write the way that I love – occasionally taking to the drink when the day’s just
gone to the dogs.
“Write, write, and write.” Loving has pretty much the same rules. Don’t wait to fall in love. Don’t
wait until you have someone to learn how to love. Show brotherly or sisterly love. Show familial
love. Show animal love. Show love towards yourself and others. Cultivate a life that’s conducive
for romantic love. You’ll have had enough practice when true love strikes.
“Write drunk, edit sober.” I admit, I do not know the meaning of control when I’m too giddy and
nervous and excited over a new-found relationship. I don’t know how anybody could possibly
not be intoxicated with every bit of that person, savoring every drop of that feeling. But that can
only last for so long. Once the sun is up, everything may seem less romantic in the light of day. I
say, keep that crazy beautiful feeling. But if you want to take this love seriously, you have got to
get your marker and start making sense of this fairytale plot, find your very own happy ending.
“If you want to write, read.” (I don’t know if that quote can be attributed to anyone but if it is, let
me know so I can give due credit. If not, I’ll take the credit, no problem!) You’ve basically fallen
madly in love and now are desperately trying to make it work but you haven’t found a magic
cure-it-all potion. Ask, questions, ascertain, find out, research. Do everything in your power to
find out how this may be better handled. You’re not the first one to be in love and you won’t be
the last. There will be people out there struggling just like you. No one person can tell you what
to do, but a lot of them can give you the perspective that just might be needed.
And though I constantly worry that I will be judged by my phrases, grammar, and hanging
participles, I still choose to write, I still choose to love. I may not have won Nobels or Pulitzers
but I continue to write, I continue to love. And I do so because I know that this is what I want and
that I am willing to go to great lengths, including hisses, boos, and bad reviews because I have
been typing, crumpling, rewriting, and editing this manuscript that I am very eager to share with
the rest of the world, and with one very particular person.
And hopefully, I flip to the last page where it will say “..ever after.”
(Photo courtesy of http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/writing%20love)