When Do You Know You Are a Writer
(an archived interview with Orlando City Beat Magazine)
{q & a with Matthew J. Palm}
Q.)
" J.S., WHEN DID YOU KNOW YOU WERE A WRITER?"
A.)
"No one knows when they are a writer. Everyone thinks they are a writer. No one is a writer.
There's a creative well-spring shooting ideas into the universe.Those fortunate enough to drink of the waters, have experienced what good writing is.
If there is a blank look on your face right now, you may never taste it. Hone in on the magic. Greatness will be gone in a flash without direct connectivity.
If your feelings are hurt by this knowledge, pick up another hobby where the grand spotlight will singe your forehead.
Writing is a hard, long journey of solitude. No Alpha, no Omega."
Q.)
"BUT DON'T YOU LONG FOR AND/OR ENJOY THE SPOTLIGHT?
AND WHAT'S THIS ALPHA OMEGA REFERENCE SUPPOSED TO MEAN?"-
A.)
"No sir. The spotlight is my is where wolves roam.
I am a Lamb. It's there in my last name.
Also, the beginning is the end.
We must learn to stop searching for the right words, when words are RIGHT in our face.
Ya' Dig?
The creative act is done at the keyboard, the notebook, the wherever, and is easy.
Constant struggles should be reserved for life, writing is merely it's reflection"
Q.)
"AREN'T YOU AFRAID OF MAKING YOUR READERS ANGRY?"-
A.)
"When? And is this a trick question?"
Q.)
"NO, I AM SERIOUS, WHAT ABOUT THE FANS?-
A)
"Well, I HAD imagined the person interviewing me would have actually known what I am about BEFORE
this interview process. Guess not. I do not understand the concept of fans so I will leave that alone.
Now, concerning those who actually read my stuff...
If you do not like what I say or write in honesty, then well, you may need to have a discussion with yourself about whether or not fake is what you are actually attracted to.
Truth is one very important aspect of writing.
To quote my friend, the late Adam Yauch,-' Be true to yourself and you will never fall.-'
There is no winner, no loser. You are merely a vessel.
If adulation is on your radar of needs, look elsewhere.
Upon finding fame via writing... sorry friend, it was a mirage."
Q.)
"ANY LAST WORDS OF ADVICE?"
A.)
"They ain't sendin' me to the electric chair yet are they? Ok, ok...
Slip from the fog, breathe free from the smog.
Don't try so hard.I have fell on my face plenty along the way.
Maybe I can help break another's fall with some wisdom. Much strength and love to each and all.
I am not a writer. Namaste', peace and chicken grease!"
Copyright © Jslambert Mister Roboto | Year Posted 2014
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