I am a writer

Enter the moment when now becomes yes
when dreams fly free, unbound from gravity and logic.

I sit in this place
in the second, the minute, the hour of possibility.

A woman looks at her lover;
I’ve got the introduction to a story.

A child screams in a store;
I’ve imagined whole chapters: the angry mother, the abusive husband, the lost job.

An old man coughs;
I’ve decided on the poison he imbibed.

All this in an instant.

Then comes the work
the butt in chair, pedal to the metal
BEWARE the cliché
SHUN the formula

WORRY about the industry
the agent
the publisher
the editor
the distributor
the bookseller
the future reader uploading scanned stories, downloading pirated novels on a cellphone/computer/mini-mobile-office.

DAMN my computer! It’s crashed again.
FUCK YOU, reviewer! How dare you take my baby and shred it so?
WHY did she win that award?
WHY did he get that incredible deal?
Options?
Co ops?
Paid Book Tours?
Televisionradiornewspaperswebsitesblogsbooktrailerspostcardsposterspens.

no.

I won’t do it.

NO!

I go outside.

I breathe, let my shoulders relax.

The warm air is velvet in my lungs, smooth and soft and elegant.
Above me the sky is the most amazing blue.
I’ve never seen anything like it.
Do you know . . .
I think this blue isn’t of the Earth.
It’s magic.

Yes.

A magic blue from another world.

Or another time.

Perhaps it’s . . .

 

14 thoughts on “I am a writer

  1. Stephen Jay Schwartz

    Beautiful, Pari. Sounds like you’re at the launching pad. Anything is possible. It’s a good place to be.

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  2. pari noskin taichert

    R.J.,
    Oh, I left out large portions of what it is to be a writer; I didn’t include any of the self-doubt, the frustration when your work just doesn’t work . . .

    But I hope that the end of the poem evoked possibility — the fact that a writer can never, truly stop creating.

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  3. pari noskin taichert

    Terri,
    You made me laugh.

    This poem isn’t meant to be obscure. I just wanted to give a snapshot of what it’s like to be a writer — from initial inspiration to despair to that darn inspiration once more. The circle of creativity.

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  4. BCB

    It seemed to me, reading this, as if you were addressing the persistent question, "Where do you get your ideas?" The answer has always seemed pretty obvious to me and I think you really touched on it here: If you’re a writer, and you know you’re going to be writing, about something, then everything you see and hear holds a kernel of story idea. You just have to open yourself to it.

    On the other hand, if you want to be a "successful" published writer, you have to also pay attention to and devote some time and effort to the business side of things.

    But being a writer always comes back to that freedom to imagine and create stories out of everyday events and ordinary people, to wonder "what if." You should be poetic more often. 😉

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