Currently, I am in the lovely state of Massachusetts, way up high in the Berkshire mountains. I am spending three weeks at an intensive summer writing camp at a well-known college in these parts. The food is wonderful, the writers are friendly, the professors are supporters of “free thinking,” the dorms are live-able, and the nature is unbelievably beautiful. Think the tallest trees, the grassiest, rolling hills, and just picturesque mountain scene.
I have already learned a few valuable things already. First of all is a little bit of advice for writer’s block that I learned from my professor.
If you are writing a piece and get stuck with writer’s block, continue to repeat writing the last word you jotted down. As your brain processes that consistency, it will begin to think of brand new, exciting ideas, and suddenly you have something wonderful! I’ve tried that strategy already, believe me, and although it sounds silly, it’s worked every time.
I also have a lovely musing to share with you, which was stated by a boy in my writing class by the name of Alex. He said something along the lines of this:
“People are always scared of silence. They think it’s emptiness, some formidable, crazily loud thing. But what if, just like how in the art world white is a mixture of all colors, in the world of language, silence is a mixture of all words, so that you are truly enveloped in a blanketed sound of all of the things the world has to say?”
And on that note, I will leave you with one of my entries, which was to explain what we think of one word: WORDS.
Words are one of the best essences to describe oneself with, of course, whether in song or speech or writing. Some words are preferable to your own being, like (for me) symphony, chartreuse, tranquility. Some words also appear distasteful, like grange or squelch. But, overall, words are one of the easiest ways to connect people, because no matter the language, the tone of your speech or writing or the way you emphasize certain words expresses the feelings invoked within the person.
But words can be overrated. Why do you need to speak, to read, to write to convey a point? Isn’t it just as strong to look at a serene landscape and appreciate the value of it? Do you really need words for people to understand its beauty?
People say words are like photographs. They capture a specific tone, a windowpane’s glance into one instance, one remembered moment. But what about appreciation of the simplicity of the photographs themselves? For isn’t it true that any media of art in general allows people to connect through their cultures? Why can’t we leave the unsaid in the silence, and for once feel the liberty to just express oneself through instruments or clothing or watercolors? I do not feel it is about the importance of words, but it is about understanding the power of expression as a whole. ~S.I.H.
I hope you enjoyed my entry. Have a great day! 😀