A note on my creative writing January 6, 2010
Posted by Josh Stroud in Creative Writing.trackback
Such dark and malignant forms come storming out of me when I write. Sometimes I’m sardonic, and witty, but most of the time I fixate on loneliness or loss or those other cursed emotions.
Because really I’m a pretty funny guy. I think. Certainly I have a sense of humor, and can occasionally be witty if you leave me an opening the size of Mystery Alaska. I don’t know whether I’m creating a new person when I write or it’s just my cynicism sprung full-formed from the depths of my subconscious out to play with words. Either way, it’s rather strange. That my writing reflects my personality like warped melted twisted glass or that my writing style is as much a creation as the verbiage spewing out of my head like a leak. like that star trek episode where Kirk gets an evil twin (“The Enemy Within”) and just goes apeshit, or when my toilet started spewing like it had a leak, because it had a leak.
How strange random google searches are. I was making up pretty words in my head and I decided to search them. I searched ‘My personality warped like glass.’ I guess I’ve already been done. Even in a phrase it’s nice not to be alone in the world.