Friday, January 3, 2014

I like the idea of a "recovering journalist"; someone sick of mainstream media and the strict report writing guidelines. Sometimes when you write for too many reasons other than for yourself, words start to sound tawdry and dry, even when they're not meant to be. It's important to write for yourself; articles, press releases, campaigns, copywriting - all is fine and good, but none of them can bring the kind of solace a writer truly needs.

And what is a writer anyway? Simply someone who writes? Or someone who moves with the undercurrents of words, even when he has to swim upstream against them to get a feel of the way they flow; someone who knows that words have to be fought for and claimed, who knows that ellipses don't always mean it's the end of the story. Most importantly, someone who sees the value of silence - the gaps between what words cannot convey, the white space that sits quietly with black ink. Someone who knows the value of the unsaid amongst the said.

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