Writing is a hand-stone: a seemingly simple mass, born from the earth. A stone, when placed in a writer’s palm, is an object of great worth, utility. Such a stone could be thrown, writing as a weapon. Such a stone could be placed in a garden, writing as a natural beauty. Such a stone could be skipped across placid waters to incite energy, writing as an exciter. Such a stone could be employed to create something completely new, writing as a tool. The stone of writing fears no boundaries, insists on being unique, and creates possibilities the bare hand cannot.
Choosing to wield, implement, or plant the stone of writing is undoubtedly a natural decision. Expressing one’s thoughts through a hand-stone is a powerfully primitive symbol of motivation. A writer is unafraid to use his or her stone, and observers automatically understand his or her intention. A spectator to someone picking up a stone or clicking open a pen can feel ensuing action. He or she understands that a statement is to be made—the variety of which is the mystery. I use a stone to translate my cerebral motivation to the outside world.
Wow, I'm never looking at writing the same again. You got so many things out of a simple thing; it's really quite amazing. 'Born from the earth,' was a part that I felt is really true. Writing is just something that is congenitally in us.
ReplyDeleteWhen I first started reading this I found it a bit odd that you kept refering to "the writer" like you weren't one yourself. Then at the end when you finally used the word "I" it meant something more for the piece.
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing how you took a simple object, a rock (it really doesn't get anymore basic than that!), and made such an elaborate post about it. Just like a stone, writing serves many purposes.
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