This post by my lil sis spurred me to ask this question again…what I wrote below is my response to her post.
I’ve always ask myself several questions whenever I write – “Who am I writing for?” “Who does bother to read anything I write?”
And whenever I try to write something that I want someone to read, what the masses want to read… it does affect my writing and I always wonder whether I am writing for the right reasons. Whether I’m a good enough writer.
This insecurity plagued me for quite sometime. It wasn’t until I met several people like Ian, Sharon, Ted, Lydia, Yvonne Foong and Xeus that made me understand what the world of writing is all about. I can safely say that these four are my pillars of inspiration for writing, remembering the things they have said and wrote about in their own respective blogs has continued to drive me on.
I love writing, it’s my passion as much as books, movies and anime are. But I learnt to realise that if I compel myself to write something I want people to read, my writing comes out false…like I’m pretending to be someone I’m not.
In the last couple of years since I started writing professionally and began seriously writing as a career, I have learnt to fuck it all and just write because I LOVE writing. Who cares if no one reads them? As long as I’m writing with passion, with honesty and conviction, that’s all that matters to me now. I’ve been told before that writing with these feelings won’t make me a successful fiction writer. There may be some truth in that, but I refuse to believe I can’t succeed one day as a fiction novelist.
It’s all a matter of the heart. When your heart is in the right place and when you’re writing for right reasons…the words would just flow…and the passion and fire you have for writing will be the driving force.
Do I make any sense? Hahaha…I ramble on a lot sometimes, couldn’t organise my thoughts when writing spontaneously, something that I still need a lot of work on besides my tenses!
Nevertheless, I’m not going to mope around about the circumstances around me as well as my shortcomings to deprive me of my passion for writing! No way!
And I, for one, don’t give a fuck about the ISA, I have absolutely zero respect for that archaic law, no matter how well it had served us during the Emergency times. Times change, people change, mentality changes…sooooo damn angry that the present govt is too blind and too stubborn to understand. A bunch of neanderthals running this country (Except Pak Lah, of course)!
Fame, glamour, wealth, recognition… it’s all secondary. Passion, determination and dedication… that’s what it takes to be a great writer! Now I understand… and now, I’m going to give my all to write as much and as well as possible.
Wish me the best!