Category Archives: Questions

Is Vulnerability to Inherited Vices and Weaknesses a Considerable Issue?

We love our inherited families, mostly. Love reigns, mostly. We suffer with them, for them, and because of them. The bond is so tremendous that it follows us even when we think we have run away.

What we observe as children at our homes — how reactions are made, responses initiated, how the air at home carries joys and disappointments, evil intentions, and aggravations — all of these influence our responses and actions at our own individual homes we create as adults. Commonly called ‘baggage’, is this inheritance all too important? Or can it be laughed off? Can a person ‘fight’ it, or is that even necessary?

What motivates an individual to become a parent?

“I can’t see any reason why people would want to usher a demanding, dependent, irrational new person into their already full, meaningful lives.”

 

This is what a friend of mine wrote to me during one of our endless discussions about this and that. If she is to have a child, she says, she will have to either wait for the life she wants, or watch bits of it “washed out of the window”.

 

Although I don’t have any rational answer to this enquiry, I do feel there is an answer somewhere — perhaps different for every individual. And that, on finding that answer,  the person will hopefully be able to free their spirit of ancient social stereotypes of procreation and heritage and old-age-support.

Can Writing Be Taught?

You might want to read this before responding to the question. Or not read it, just tell me what you feel about it.

 

I personally don’t think it can be taught. But it definitely can be learned with practice and time, and preferably without a single teacher. How much this particular belief of mine is going to continue to aid my inability to dish out viable reading material is anyone’s conjecture, but I am going to hold on to it with all of my life and the heavy breath that results from the endless bloody inertia.

 

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How do you balance writing and seeking empathy (and readership)?

“I wonder what would have become of me if I had come of age as a writer during these years of living out loud. My parents were in a car crash in 1986 that killed my father and badly injured my mother. If social media had been available to me at the time, would I have posted the news on Facebook? Tweeted it to my followers as I stood on line to board the flight home? Instead of sitting numbly on the plane, with the help of several little bottles of vodka, would I have purchased a few hours of air time with Boingo Wi-Fi and monitored the response—the outpouring of kindness, a deluge of ‘likes,’ mostly from strangers?”
-Dani Shapiro

When you write, you want to know people have read it. When some do read it, you want to make sure you know how they feel about it. Even though most ‘creative’ writing is mainly meant for the writer herself — as catharsis or as a means of self-expression, where does any writing go to unless it finds a reader, who can empathise with its unique expression?

With book-writing becoming more of a technical talent demanding schemes and structures requiring training and fellowships that instruct you the best way to weave magic with words, you tend to become a little unsure of whether your natural means to that weave is good enough for the contemporary reader. Is there a way to find him?

When new-age tools like Facebook and Twitter provide the delectable carrot of a million followers, you get sucked in. Start a Facebook page, start a blog, look for followers, follow other pages, like their posts, write witty comments — preferably with a link to your own creation, spend restless hours wondering if that promised carrot is going to come to you at all.

Where is the time to really write?

So, if today’s publishers expect you to contribute to your pool of readers, how do you build upon that when Facebook and Twitter and online events are distracting you from what you actually, really ought to do?