The internet is filled with writers who either write for attention, because they’re bored, to fit in, to crack wise, to ruin people’s day, to shamelessly hawk their wares, to make connections, to share experiences, etc. These are generally people who write because they can. Nothing wrong with that, but I’m not addressing those writers today.
I’d like to take a moment to turn the spotlight on the people who write because they have to. People with voices that won’t be silenced. Those invisible few who write to be seen. To whom candid writing is a necessity in order to make their message more relatable, significant, profound, and enduring.
I have a friend, well, that’s a bit of a stretch—that term is so inappropriately applied these days—more like an online acquaintance that I’m on friendly terms with (at present), whom I admire, even though I don’t always agree with their views or the appropriateness and timing in which they’re injected into a conversation.* But I respect the hell out of the person because they aren’t afraid of not being liked.
Different from finding your voice–I’ll address that in a future post–not being afraid to express an honest, unfavorable opinion for fear of losing fans or raising the ire of the audience is not only an admirable trait but also a fundamental step toward becoming a better writer.
It’s essential to develop the ability to say something important without getting hung up on the word important. There are those who put forward the challenge to only write what’s missing in the world. It’s a nice sentiment but the knowledge of what’s missing from the world is already out there and has probably, with all due respect, been written by someone more intelligent and eloquent than yourself. What’s missing from the world is the people’s willingness to put worldwide love, caring, peace and understanding into action, despite your personal views or belief system. There is obviously nothing wrong with writing about this… just as there’s nothing wrong with writing about what feels important to you.
So, what separates the “because I can” and “because I must” writers? The musters have generally identified and clarified their unique worldview. The keyword in the sentence is unique. Every writer has a worldview, even if they aren’t consciously aware of it, often adopted from one particular media source or a friend or relative. That’s a great starting point, but to be an authentic writer you need to know what you believe. What are your values? What do you stand for? How do you interpret life? Be aware that as you grow, your worldview will shift and your writing will become more candid.
Musters also strive to be clear and accurate in their writing as their goal is to reveal the truth. They tend to be selective with words because they appreciate the potential words have to create images that make their audience feel something profound and enduring.
In summary, write candidly, speak your mind. Say something important. If someone isn’t going to like you because of your opinion, let them dislike the real you. Better that than currying favor with folks who only like you for who you pretend to be, in my far-from-humble opinion.
But what do I know? I just write a blog.
Sally forth and be writeful.
*If we have an online relationship and you think this post is about you, you’re not vain at all, in fact, you’re probably right. Doesn’t mean I don’t have mad love for ya, kiddo.
So you write a lot about writing, but where is it? I want to read it!
A lot of good points here. I especially get tired of the moralizing blogs, the focusing on the too abstract of happiness, etc. And happy mommy blogs about their angelic children. You’re right; if you’re going to blog, blog the truth:)
Audiences are fickle and if you’ve written a blog long enough you come to find that some of the posts you think will have the biggest impact pale in comparison to quickly jotted throw-away posts.
Sometimes you can over-think/over-work a subject to the point where it comes off as you standing on your soapbox.
It’s refreshing to get a bit of truth in writing every now and then.
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So, let me get this straight. We’re not really friends (JUST acquaintances), you don’t agree with my views, my appropriateness and timing are questionable but you may have a mad love for me?
Am I vain, or are you asking me out?
Vain, so vain.