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Words.Enter.Head.Write.Something.Good. |
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The story of someone who struggles to find anything decent to write. It's epic. In no way refers to my struggles in writing anything good. Not at all.
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AUTHOR
J L Watts |
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
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[November 2003] |
AUTHOR'S E-MAIL ADDRESS
jimbothejet6@hotmail.com |
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (18)
Bored Clouds Of A Scattered Sky (Poetry) Trying to capture the essence of boredom through nature references. Not entirely convinced I've achieved it, what do you think?! [64 words] [Nature]
Cheated (Poetry) Wrote this in about half an hour, hope it doesn't tell! Inspired by Ted Hughes, and along the same lines of failed relationships as 'Distance'. Comedy next me thinks. [29 words] [Romance]
Desire Of The Night (Poetry) Young Forbidden love for a lady of the night. Wrote this while keeping up the vague pretence of trying to work in a mundane office. [198 words] [Erotic]
Distance (Poetry) Remember not to critcise too much- I'm a fragile soul! Have I just inadvertly thrown myself to the lions with that one? woops! [43 words]
Forbbiden Light(Extended) (Poetry) Taking my initial first verse of my existing poem and fleshing it out a bit, it now resembles more obviously a popular trilogy. Please give feedback! [109 words] [Fantasy]
Forbidden Light (Poetry) Quite dark and I'm not sure it reveals anything, definitely need some lighter material! [28 words]
I'm Bored Of You. Can I Be Somebody Else? (Short Stories) Two alien bounty hunters are on Earth, one with a unique abiltity which could help fufil his dreams of being a present day Cassanova. The other, well... he just tries to walk straight. [2,184 words] [Comedy]
In To The Future (Poetry) I don't really know how to categorise this:- it's motivational in a sense with elements of different things like nature, time and the battle to change things in the past for the sake of the future. Bu... [159 words]
Late Night Train (Poetry) Kind of my take on Jack the Ripper taking the 22.30 to London Paddington. [53 words] [Mystery]
She (Poetry) A failed relationship ends in guilty tragedy. [154 words] [Relationships]
Something Underneath My Bed (Poetry) Lighter than most of the other stuff I've submitted here and less abstract. [219 words] [Fantasy]
Taste Of Defeat (Poetry) Something you don't see a lot of is boxing poetry, so I have attempted the defeat of a boxer here. As the saying goes, try anything once! [91 words]
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The Pursuit (Short Stories) A dark story that I'd like feedback on concerning the twists and vampire elements. My darkest work yet probably. [1,877 words] [Horror]
Tomorrow (Poetry) If you did everything you said you would tomorrow, you wouldn't find yourself where you are today. [90 words]
Tortured (Short Stories) Wrote this about three years ago as a GCSE 'Victim Writing' piece. Am annoyed with the way I finish it, think it's a bit untidy and possibly too sentimental. Still I was 16! [986 words] [Relationships]
Troubled Mind (Poetry) In this poem I have tried to show the anxities of life that we feel, through images of feelings that people go through in the struggle for their own identity, and is influenced by a peroid of uncertai... [90 words] [Mind]
Zimbabwe (Short Stories) A fictional account of the emotions of a victim of land reform in Zimbabwe. [401 words] [Literary Fiction]
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Words.Enter.Head.Write.Something.Good.
J L Watts
The only thing I can think of to write is ‘Jake was a lot taller than Susan’. The hot lamp across from me seemed to sap all energy out of my head. Zap. I sit on my chair on wheels unable to conceive an idea, story, poem or indeed absolutely anything worth writing. Beyond Jake being bloody taller than Susan that is. Where do you go from that? It sounded like the start of a maths problem. “If Lucy was taller than Susan but smaller than Bob, but Bob was taller than Jean who was smaller than Jake, who does that make the tallest?”
Forget maths a second. Hold on, is that a flutter of an original thought registering in my tired groggy brain? No, wait it isn’t. A futuristic noir world that suggests we are being controlled and not living in actual reality with the suggestion being that our minds can truly free us? Sounds good! Um, think that was touched upon in The Matrix though. Only slightly. They might notice. Originality tries to slap down already established ideas of more creative minds in my head. Their ideas. My non existent ideas. There’s a difference. Mine collapse miserably hitting the ropes dazed from a killer punch. Fingers hover over keyboard poised to punch down on word forming keys. Yet they don’t move. Unlike the clock above me whose larger hand seems to bait my finger tips. I’m faster than you. Fingers shake slightly and grab the batteries out of the cocky clock and find a new home for them in the bin. Clang. The insistent tick tock, tick tock obviously the reason for the hefty rock of frustration which is blocking my imminent waterfall of creative juices. Budge. I look at the screen above the clock as it shows a film trailer highlighting the ‘written, produced and directed by’ credit. Damn it, the bastard. I combine the talents of a finger hovering clock battery snatcher who cannot write to this genius with his triple responsibilities. Whose going to tell him what to do on set I wonder. At least he has to carry the can when it all goes wrong and only the cleaners bother to watch it over the droning of their vacuum cleaners in the local multiplex.
Meanwhile back to Jake and Susan. They haven’t progressed from one line yet. One solitary line. They seem to taunt me. I imagine Jake saying, all self assured, “so now you’ve made me taller than Susan, what now huh”? So I change their names. Cocky brat. That will get em. It now read ‘Bob’ was a lot smaller than ‘Carol’. Ha, think you’re all masculine now Jake. Look what I’ve done to you. You’ve been reduced to nothing. It's Bob now. And he’s smaller. SMALLER. My worry lines begin to crease as I rapidly realise this little scenario is taking part in my head. I shut out all considerations of insanity for the moment and instead decide to concentrate on the beginning of this story. I’d read somewhere you want to begin by engaging the reader immediately. Capture their attention. Rampant sex or a profanity. Something likes that. Jake/Bob’s height in comparison to Carol’s just didn’t seem to go all out in that approach. I erase ‘the work in progress completely and decide to start afresh, my screen turning back to complete white as I emphatically bin the impressive seven words of the trials and tribulations of the now infamous Bob and Carol.
I start to get excited as the words ‘seven’ and ‘trials’ hit me suddenly. Hold on, I think I've made fire. Struck gold. Whatever. Could this be the breakthrough I need? I imagined some other sucker sat at desk willing an idea into his head while an above him on his tiny TV my name stretches across the screen smugly. Written, directed and produced by. Man, I’ll even edit the thing. Looks better in the credits. Written, directed and produced the big three? Ha! I’ll be unprecedented and go for four! And the idea that could fill my garage with vintage cars and empty my student debt fifty times over? What if I concentrated a story around two detectives on the hunt for a serial killer who murders victims that represent the seven deadly sins? Got it! I jump slightly as
a call addresses me from downstairs. Film on later. Seven. Morgan Freeman and Brad Pitt. Did I fancy watching it? I shouted back I’d already seen it. Hold on a minute. Shit. I delete ‘seven sins’ from my screen and we are back to snow colour. Been here before.
So, back to Bob and Carol. Interesting one. Could I change the dynamic and make them the same size? Definitely on to something here. Hold on. Make them twins! Knew Bob and Carol would pull through for me in the end. I began to envisage a scene twenty years later. Award in my hand. Big and shiny. Suffer near epilepsy with flash photography. “And to think they started off as Jake and Susan” I address the crowd, and the comment is met with rapturous and appreciatory laughter. I leave out the bit about how my ‘original stories’ once usually took the form of existing works. How I at first thought I was on to something highly new and original. They don’t need to know that! I’m a writer, director, producer and editor now. Well done Carol. Pat on the back Bob. Congratulations amazingly creative head. Take a bow.
Back in the real world Bob and Carol struggle to make their way down on to a second line. No, Pressing return and not actually writing anything is cheating. Doesn’t make it look like I’ve actually done any more. I decide to take a much needed break and watch Seven. Maybe the ideas will come. Not sure about the name Bob anymore though. Bob and Jake. Tsk. I need new names. And maybe a decent story.Think I'll settle on the names first. Lay out the groundwork. Leave the easy stuff to later. So, names. Um...
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"Ah, who in their darker moments of writer's block hasn't produced something like this at one time or another? I know I have, in fact I once won a commendation award for one like this and I'm not sure if this one isn't better. It's funny and sad at the same time if you know what I mean. I like your interactions between the author and the characters, it very much appeals to my sense of humour, that sort of sardonic wit. But then, it's always so easy to hammer together something about writer's block. This is good though, it no doubt helps your style to develop more and it's good while it lasts. We've all written this at one point. That's just the life of being a writer I guess :)" -- S J Fletcher.
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© 2003 J L Watts |
STORYMANIA PUBLICATION DATE
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