Sunday, July 24, 2005

The Something of Nothingness

When I write, I write about something -– a day in a bastard’s life, a tragic comedy, a comic tragedy, a poem, an essay, a whitepaper, an emotion succinctly portrayed in polysyllable words. Today is different; I can’t find anything to write about. But that will not stop me from writing something, because when you think about it, I can write about nothing and you will see it as something. Here’s the something of this day’s nothingness, captured in less than a minute. Ready?

tick The blankness of the digital page tock staring at you from your monitor tick appalls you, rendering your fingers frozen tock above the keyboard in stupefaction. tick Face it –- you can’t write anything, tock much less a dazzling piece tick of literature (literature governed tock by you, omphalos of the world). tick After all, the cursor blinking tock on-screen is your Freudian id, insistent tick and irksome to an extent, prompting tock you to type something, weave tick something from nothingness. tock Heed your blinking id, gratify tick the primal writer in you, delve deep and type, tock type type type, then dress up tick your writing with fonts (times new roman tock or comic sans?), breathe into it tick red passion, green freshness, black tock simplicity, then decide if you’ll tick skew it to the right, to the left, or tock be page-centric as your egoist self. tick Take your time, decorate your writing tock as you would yourself (admit it). tick But when you’re done, better make sure tock it’s good without the appurtenances tick (blame your blinking id!), because tock the unadorned text is nothing but tick you. tock


[Adapted from my poem written this very day, entitled "i’m not going to name this poem "writer’s block” because it’s cliché"]

13 Comments:

Blogger >|' ; '| said...

tick tock tick... corsarius.

3:10 AM  
Blogger ia said...

*enjoyedddd* the poem *anddd* this version.

^___^

both feel different, ala corsarius version x.01 (01 being the added version)... but it is reminiscent of write me which i enjoyed quite as much.

yup, i hate "untitled" poems.

mejo natamaan ako sa 1st paragraph mo. it's part of my blogging reluctance. that, and other issues.

12:46 PM  
Blogger Corsarius said...

to poison: tock! :)

to ia: i'm glad you did. thanks, ia-chan. :D yep, "Write Me" and this piece have similarities; guess I enjoy writing about writer's blocks, hehe. (halaa. it's a sign that you should already blog! -- not group blogging, mind you.)

1:36 PM  
Blogger bing said...

someone who wrote something about nothing and ended up with something great about nothing...

you're really good at this!

7:35 PM  
Blogger snst_blvd said...

when i write for columns, i have to think of a title muna before i start. then everything else follows. no title = no column. hehe =)

8:47 PM  
Blogger Corsarius said...

to bing: i guess writer's block can be a boon sometimes, haha. marami pong salamat :)

to sunset_eyes: actually i was like that in the start, and continues to be from time to time. i just write a 'placeholder' title, which i replace as soon as i can concoct a better one :D

9:35 PM  
Anonymous hera said...

wo-hoa! you got my head tick-tocking for a while there. this is definitely something. ;)

10:09 AM  
Blogger transience said...

i like this nothingness. but that's just me. a nothing is still a something, if you get down to it semantically.

5:56 PM  
Blogger claudzki said...

lovely. simply lovely.

6:19 PM  
Blogger Corsarius said...

to hera: definitely something. about nothing. haha. makulit talaga ako. :p

to transience: true. ah, do we always like to play on words. :D i guess it's a must-have for practitioners of the pen, haha.

to claudzki: speechless. :) thanks.

9:04 PM  
Blogger - she - said...

now why didn't i think of that? hehe! tick tock tick tock. for someone who writes about nothing, you sure came up with something great.. oh wait, i think bing already said that. oh well.

i missed your posts btw :)

2:05 AM  
Anonymous AuroraBorealis said...

i am soooo glad to be back! well, for now at least...

hey, uhm, can i just borrow your linguistic intelligence for a while? i seem to have misplaced mine...

ok then. tick tock.

5:24 AM  
Blogger Corsarius said...

to sheryl: hey, thanks :D and i missed you, too.

to auroraborealis: if i'd let you borrow mine, then you must lend me yours from time to time, hehe ;) and i'm very glad to have you back here, aura bree.

7:30 PM  

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