The Joys of Writing


My son has been given a school project to complete; he has to write an essay about ‘Aliens in the backyard’, as part of his creative writing course.

He spends an hour writing out a draft and wants to read it out to me.  What hits me is that his eyes are shimmering with the excitement of what he has written.  He stands up for effect.  He reads out his essay, about a grotesque looking alien (boys will be boys), with multiple eyes, ears and long hands, whose battery gets charged by jumping up and down on a bouncing trampoline that’s supposedly in our backyard. Anyone jumping on it automatically charges the alien’s battery, so my son does his bit.  The story has elements of adventure, love, kindness and mystery.  He finishes reading and looks up at me with glittering eyes and an expectant smile.

I tell him that his essay is very well written and hug him.  He is very happy and runs away to make his final draft.  I remain seated, mulling over his essay.

My son’s excitement was palpable because he re-lived the story he had written, as he read it out to me.  I hope, that there’s a writer lurking in him.

Then I ask myself, does my writing give me such unadulterated joy?  Do I enjoy what I have created. Yes, most times yes, but the glee that I saw in my son’s face, I don’t see in mine.  Is it because we are older and can’t think like kids or let do we allow ourselves only limited leeway for enjoyment, because of deadlines and other commitments?

I still remember some of the essays I wrote in high school and in university. They still make me smile. I have not had the heart to throw some of them – handwriting that slants right on yellowed paper, with words and thoughts from another time. I get brief flashes of the person I was, and realize how I have evolved – both as a person, and in my writing.

Writing is an extension of our thoughts, captured and chiseled into manageable sentences.  Once the sentences have been composed, the words don’t meander off the page, like our thoughts do. That’s the beauty of writing. It helps refine our thoughts and articulate them in well-defined forms, giving us joy for years afterward.

15 thoughts on “The Joys of Writing”

  1. This is so beautifully written Nimi! You know I was wondering of doing guest blogs on the topic, ‘Why do we write?’ on my blog. This article of yours comes so close to that! Would you mind doing a guest blog once on my blog? I would love to host your thoughts there. Do let me know. 🙂

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  2. What a beautiful, thoughtful post, Nimi. You ask such a great question. Why do we not experience JOY as children do? What must we do in order to regain that childlike sense of glee again? Or is it even possible after all we have gone through as adults? I do try, I really do, yet Life can be so tough at times. I was watching a little girl yesterday and experienced a such an intense longing to be a child again, a childhood where I could dance, and play, and have a lot of FUN, be pampered and so Loved as any little girl, in my mind, needs to be. Thank you for this delightful post. I really enjoyed it. Love, Amy ❤

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      1. Practice letting go. It is doable. It is not worth hanging on because we only end up hurting ourselves and missing out on a whole lot of Life. I have actually made it one of my Life’s mission to let go of my baggage. It is a journey …

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      2. You as well, Nimi. And make it a real goal that you WILL start letting go. You will thank you, believe me. I know how overwhelming it can be looking at the whole picture, so ask your Heart to guide you where to start. And this will happen. (((HUGS))) Amy

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