Today’s Prompt: Think about an event you’ve attended and loved. Your hometown’s annual fair. That life-changing music festival. A conference that shifted your worldview. Imagine you’re told it will be cancelled forever or taken over by an evil corporate force. How does that make you feel?
Today’s twist: While writing this post, focus again on your own voice. Pay attention to your word choice, tone, and rhythm. Read each sentence aloud multiple times, making edits as you read through. Before you hit “Publish,” read your entire piece out loud to ensure it sounds like you.
Before I even begin, I know I’m going to hate this prompt. I have grown to prefer writing spontaneously and then checking for grammar errors and then pushing the publish button. But no. Now I have to “Read each sentence aloud multiple times, making edits as you read through” and this isn’t going to sound like me – I usually think as I write, but think before I speak. And I like writing a teeny bit more than I like speaking. But then, who said we have to speak to make our voices heard?
Of all the events that I’ve ever been a part of – my blog on WordPress has been the best so far. I had a rough patch in my life last year. I was just out of school, fell out of touch with people who I had been friends with for a decade. I just couldn’t write. I started believing that writing had been just a passing phase in my life and I was fated for some other mortal job. And then this blog came to be. Initially, I used to scout around, begging everyone to visit my blog. And they, mostly for courtesy, would say “Wow. Keep going.”
After a point, I came across some writing exercises that WordPress organised, like Writing101. I rediscovered my writing strengths. To put it as conspicuously as possible – they rose like the Phoenix from the ashes of my self-demotivation. Every single like and comment and follower boosted my self-confidence as a writer. Writing became a part of my life again. I amazed myself with some posts. Some other posts, which I thought were a dud ended up amazing my readers. Thank you for that.
My blog has become my Horcrux – a part of my soul. A point in my life to cling to. A place in the world where I am making better memories. And this Horcrux has led me on the path to the immortality of a writer. A writer lives as long as his works are read – and believe me, Shakespeare still lives on in our schools. This is the case with a lot of us. Our legacy today is going to be what we’ve created. Like Shakespeare said,
Not marble, nor the gilded monumentsShakespeare, Sonnet 55
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone, besmeared with sluttish time.
If something were to happen to the blog, that would mean a lot of us are going to feel broken – not just financially, but emotionally also. We will burn to ashes. But then:
The Phoenix arises only if it becomes ash. Oh yes – we will rise. And we won’t just rise. We will rise again with an anthemic song running in the background as we pick ourselves up.
While this song isn’t something that is safe to hear in public – there’s a lot of expletive language. However, the song has quite a “we shall overcome” feel to it. And of course, the song has had some critical acclaim.
To all the creative folks I’ve referenced here, a huge thank you to you all for inspiring people like me.