One Day!

We Millennials care.

While we while away

in wonder and awe

about Syrian refugees,

trump, clinton, an’ all,

writing petition letters

to desktop clerks

of political personas,

#SupportApple

Hashtag iPhone users,

Vouching for Justice, reform,

and all things revolutionary.

While sexual slaves —

somewhere round a corner —

remain deprived and uncared.

But Millennials care:

We have one day,

to “empower” women

with doodles and videos:

“One day!”

“empowered” for one day ;

womanized every other.


It’s International Women’s Day. I tried being nice and hopeful (honest!), but I couldn’t. So this.

 

Writing. Grammar VS Feelings

grammar vs feelings

I like to think I know my grammar. But I can’t write grammar.

For me, it’s always about writing feelings. I don’t think about grammar rules when I write. As for the conscious rules that prevent me from typing “there” for “they’re” or “by” for “bye” are just — subconscious.

But beyond that, I don’t think of balancing my words with semicolons instead of a period, or adding extra emphasis within a parenthesis. Because, when you fixate on trivialities like spelling errors — blunders, in fact — you often forget what want to say. I often forget what I want to say.

Because writing, for me, is being in the moment. It’s a calling: Just write.

But a good piece of writing is slower than spontaneous. It’s a beautiful paradox of words: writing is re-writing, whereas first drafts are just drafts.

I don’t let my mind get in the way of my writing. Everything I know about grammar and spelling just sits in my head, waiting for me spill my thoughts on to the screen.

Because only once the thought is out there, can you go about making it make sense. And that’s editing.

If I’m to edit as I write, I’ll never get through the writing phase to say whatever I meant to.

I don’t write the best gramma(r)tical sentence; I re-write it.