In my first apartment, I journaled in bed, each morning, before I had my coffee

and the thoughts were haphazard, flowing onto the page like foggy dreams.

Before that, I was writing a novel that would never end

and I would go to the city library after work, and try to write 1,000 words. After 250,000

the novel was a disconnected, rambling, stream of consciousness.

After that, I discovered a writing group, but nobody there had been published, and they were all over-weight working professionals, above the age of 50.

I went home, and watched a documentary on Charles Bukowski, which gave me inspiration, but nobody I talked to understood why he gave me hope—he wrote about suicide, death, and whores.

“You’re nothing like him,” my friend said.

“I don’t know…”

Belief is important for persistence, but if not belief, you must really want to do it.

The problem is, after we start to do something for several years, we think about it differently.

“Why can’t I write like Stephen King?”

But I tried to read one of his novels, once—and I couldn’t even read it.

The biggest mistake is to think we are somebody else.

There are stories we like to tell, and there are those stories we need to tell— all the writing we do, before we get to our NEED, is worth it, because we can, when we NEED to.

I’ve talked to many people who all have a novel they would like to write, but when they sit down to do it, they can’t.

Being able to do it, and actually doing it, is what writing is all about.

So, write every day, and your novel will take care of itself.

9 thoughts on “Writing Inspiration Before the New Year

  1. Was the Bukowski doco – ‘Born into this?’
    Your writing reminds me a lot of his. The problem is great writing now isn’t rewarded like it was before the social-media advent. Now, it’s about hits, likes, and lesbian scissoring at the grammys.
    I wrote a short article about Bukowski’s gravestone epitaph ‘ Don’t Try’ from his ‘Going All The Way’ poem.

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    1. That’s the one, observation blogger–Born into this. By the way– I love the poem, based-off of the title, Dinosauria, We. Or at least, I think. I love Bukowski’s advice on writing. When you discover him, it feels like, only you discovered him (quite a special feeling). I also love “Go All the Way” –Truly inspiring–Bukowski wrote from where it was at–I wish more poets would do that.

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      1. I just finished how we are now governed by Chinese Rule. It’s a great doco Born. I have to revisit it, it’s been a few months lol. I know what you mean about where he was at. What always amazed me with the alcohol he was drinking how he maintained that astuteness and allure in his writing. I’ve written some articles about him and read some books. Ham on Rye..awesome. In a way I think you are better than him

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      2. That’s quite a compliment, observation blogger! One always tries to outperform their heroes, but it’s way too early to say that, I think! I love Bukowski’s poem “Go All the Way” “It could mean starving on a park bench, losing girlfriends, or perhaps your mind.” Bukowski sacrificed for his art, and did it until the day he died. I love what he says, “Endurance is more important than truth.” If you find someone who has done what they love until they die–there is a certain truth in that. And thanks for the encouragement, observation blogger! It means a lot.

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      3. His prose is more biting, jarring and varied in structure (take ‘8 count’ for example), but yours leaves more to the imagination and philosophical although sometimes Bukowski is like that too. I imagined you read Post Office. That was something.
        I couldn’t agree more with your comment: “Endurance is more important than truth.” If you find someone who has done what they love until they die–there is a certain truth in that.
        The pleasure is mine to read your poetry, friend. Cheers.

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