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I just saw the film, Doubt, and my thoughts are rambling out of me faster than I can type them.
It is nothing short of incredible what writing does to me.
The film was magnificent. Powerful. Beautiful. Provoking.
I hardly know how to describe it.
My heart was pounding so loud I could hear it in my ears.
My hand kept falling to my stomach because it was literally in knots.
My shoulders tensed and I felt genuinely uncomfortable at the conversations.
My hands covered my mouth and nose, frightened at the intensity much like a child would be at a murder film.
It's such an incredible feeling...
The excitement and fear sets my veins afire with inspiration and awe.
I'm left with my mind reeling at the possibilities, the accusations, the explanations, and the consequences of the lives of complete (and fictional) strangers.
This is why I want to be a writer.
This is what I want to be able to do.
Writing moves me in ways I cannot describe.
It sends my heart fluttering much like it would a crush to a schoolgirl.
I can see her now sitting in the playground playing with her braids, eyeing the boy who has so fascinated her.
That is what writing does to me.
It paralyzes me and makes me study it, fascinated by it's effect on me.
Oh, and the weather...
Plays do the most beautiful thing with weather...
With every emotion, every word, every moment the character experiences -- the weather mirrors.
It isn't done with the cliche way movies do it. It doesn't start to rain just because the heroine is sad. It doesn't suddenly become sunny and blissful when the boy wins his love.
No.
Plays do it much differently.
They use sound...
Electricity...
Wind...
Lights...
Water...
They use it all and mold them like clay into the story itself.
So when it happens you don't take notice of it, because it doesn't stand out on it's own.
It blends with the characters themselves so that you feel you are experiencing them in more ways than you thought possible.
It's overwhelming...
It's an art...
And I am in love with that art.
When I see something so perfectly written I can't help but become obsessed.
I imagine it must be what pilots feel when they first take flight...
How musicians feel when they hear that one chord that has been missing from their song...
How artists feel when they find that one last stroke of the brush that sets their masterpiece to completion...
It overwhelms me...
Thrills me...
It even changes how I speak...
This is why I want to be a writer.
I want to learn how to wield this craft.
How to turn letters, symbols, ink, and paper into something so extraordinary that the reader, viewer, and listener cannot disconnect from it.
I want to learn how make changes to how a person thinks, feels, and speaks...
I want to know how to make people fall in love with a world not their own...
I want to know how to perform this art that has stood the test of Time...
I want to know how to connect everyone...
To one common emotion..
I want to be a writer...
Because I want the world to feel...
as I feel...
It is nothing short of incredible what writing does to me.
The film was magnificent. Powerful. Beautiful. Provoking.
I hardly know how to describe it.
My heart was pounding so loud I could hear it in my ears.
My hand kept falling to my stomach because it was literally in knots.
My shoulders tensed and I felt genuinely uncomfortable at the conversations.
My hands covered my mouth and nose, frightened at the intensity much like a child would be at a murder film.
It's such an incredible feeling...
The excitement and fear sets my veins afire with inspiration and awe.
I'm left with my mind reeling at the possibilities, the accusations, the explanations, and the consequences of the lives of complete (and fictional) strangers.
This is why I want to be a writer.
This is what I want to be able to do.
Writing moves me in ways I cannot describe.
It sends my heart fluttering much like it would a crush to a schoolgirl.
I can see her now sitting in the playground playing with her braids, eyeing the boy who has so fascinated her.
That is what writing does to me.
It paralyzes me and makes me study it, fascinated by it's effect on me.
Oh, and the weather...
Plays do the most beautiful thing with weather...
With every emotion, every word, every moment the character experiences -- the weather mirrors.
It isn't done with the cliche way movies do it. It doesn't start to rain just because the heroine is sad. It doesn't suddenly become sunny and blissful when the boy wins his love.
No.
Plays do it much differently.
They use sound...
Electricity...
Wind...
Lights...
Water...
They use it all and mold them like clay into the story itself.
So when it happens you don't take notice of it, because it doesn't stand out on it's own.
It blends with the characters themselves so that you feel you are experiencing them in more ways than you thought possible.
It's overwhelming...
It's an art...
And I am in love with that art.
When I see something so perfectly written I can't help but become obsessed.
I imagine it must be what pilots feel when they first take flight...
How musicians feel when they hear that one chord that has been missing from their song...
How artists feel when they find that one last stroke of the brush that sets their masterpiece to completion...
It overwhelms me...
Thrills me...
It even changes how I speak...
This is why I want to be a writer.
I want to learn how to wield this craft.
How to turn letters, symbols, ink, and paper into something so extraordinary that the reader, viewer, and listener cannot disconnect from it.
I want to learn how make changes to how a person thinks, feels, and speaks...
I want to know how to make people fall in love with a world not their own...
I want to know how to perform this art that has stood the test of Time...
I want to know how to connect everyone...
To one common emotion..
I want to be a writer...
Because I want the world to feel...
as I feel...
