As I write another blog, and press publish, a small frisson of happiness washes over me.
Each word has fit-in snugly with the others, in perfect sentences, conveying what I want to say to my readers.
I wonder at the ease of it all. Once the thought process is in place, and the words have been structured, it is just one click to reach out to blogosphere, where people who share similar interests can search and read what I’ve written.
Instant feedback, instant gratification.
Every ‘like’ causes a positive spark of energy in me, egging me on to write more.
Such are the huge benefits that the Internet, and technology have given us.
This is in sharp contrast to those days when all this was not available.
Recently, I was talking to my mom about my blog. She took a while to understand how it worked, and then her eyes lit up; lit up with the joy that only a writer knows.
She said, “Within minutes of publishing your blog, your readers respond? Amazing!”
She then recounted how she used to write articles in a yellow notepad – about social issues, women’s empowerment, short stories etc., and then read them herself, sometimes sharing them with my Dad.
To get them published, she had to write them out on white sheets and send them by post with a self-addressed envelope; and then wait for close to six months to know if her article had got published.
She added, “I was used to the long waits, mostly disappointing ones, but the real happiness came after I wrote every article – after a busy day in a joint family. And as I wrote, the day’s tensions drained away from me, through the pen, into words and stories that breathed new energy back into me.”
Yes, this is what writing should mean. The writer should enjoy both the process of writing and the journey.
4 thoughts on “‘Writing’ – Lessons from Mom”
So the ‘Writing’ is in the genes 🙂
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Yes from both dad and mom
Lucky you. I agonize over every word & sentence and have to edit and re-edit over and over before I hit publish. Even then I worry, did that make any sense? Talk about torture but I just can’t quit. Is that called insanity? 😉
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I guess all the effort you put in is what makes your blogs so much fun to read. I love the way you use words and the humour. I guess each of us agonize over different things. My big fear is that I may run out of things to write….😆