The Pretender

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A writer is not a character,
a character can't be the writer.
My way is to bring the characters in,
collect, observe and hold them.
Some wear hats, some false hair,
some flaunt their thinning heads.
Being a character is difficult.
There are expectations to live up to.
Being a writer is easier.
Just empty yourself every night,
and fill yourself up with the world,
like an ashtray at the party,
hunted and poured into by many,
lovingly washed only by the host.

Comments

How do we know said…
wow!! Hey, u r back in full form, and as usual, i love what u write..
Wednesday, 30 July, 2008
Anonymous said…
yes, i agree.. very nicely writ..
but you're contradicting yourself, no?
Wednesday, 30 July, 2008
A Arora said…
how: thanks dear. these are the days when the tide is low...

mr b: thanks. how am i contradicting myself?
Wednesday, 30 July, 2008
Anonymous said…
..a character can't be the writer : this when most of Aurora Sky is by the writer, and on the writer. (And most good books are, no?) Other characters may come and go, but the writer remains lurking about somewhere.

As Nietzsche writes, 'Of all that is written, I love only what a person hath written with his blood. Write with blood, and thou wilt find that blood is spirit.'
Wednesday, 30 July, 2008
A Arora said…
mr b: i'm not writing fiction here, so that doesn't make me a character technically. this blog is like a diary, where real thoughts are discussed. i'm not a character whose reality is being described by the character/author. that's the difference bw fiction and an autobiography...
Wednesday, 30 July, 2008
Anonymous said…
it's also quite often that the writer models a central character on himself. but yes, that's always separate from reality.
Thursday, 31 July, 2008
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