A Slice of Life Journal Entry by F.J. Bayog.

“Plough deep while sluggards sleep and you have corn to sell and corn to keep” –Ben Franklin

The writer living in Oak is in the mood to work on his craft. He took a nap this afternoon, so he’s wide awake now. Rainy days and silence –two conditions that make it easier for him to write. He remembers talking to the photographer whom he had met a few years ago. They had a poetic conversation about rainy days. Katie, the photographer, said that she loved rainy weather too, and that there’s something about it that makes artistic people tick. Her crafts: poetry and photography; his crafts: fiction, nonfiction, and poetry.

He told her that the reason why rainy weather gives them that extra stimulus to function is because it reflects who we really are inside; that most artists are depressed, hurt, or angry deep inside. If they’re happy, they’d be doing something else; they wouldn’t be taking pictures or writing. Rain reminds them that despite having all those emotions, it’s okay to be that way because they know that they could create something beautiful from their darker shades of life.

Katie always tells him about her horse; how she likes to ride the equine a lot. She’s a high school student who lives in Washington D.C. She loves going around the capital to take pictures of sites that make DC memorable: the White House, the Capitol Hill, Lincoln Memorial, the Smithsonian Museum, and other spots you’ll never find anywhere else. She also likes to take pictures of nature, and the little things in life such as her pet cat. Like the writer whom she was talking to, she’s not very social. Clearly, both of them are introverts –a typical characteristic of an artist.

That’s just the way we are, the writer thought. That’s why he locks his door, and shuts himself from the outside world in order to read and write in his quiet room. Sometimes, he has to refuse when his friends ask him to hang out with them not because he doesn’t enjoy being with them, but because he considers his craft his number-one priority; he has to stay focused if he wants to succeed as a writer. He remembers reading a quote Lin Yutang:

“Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of nonessentials”

Nevertheless, he treasures his friendships with them, and he appreciates their undying support. Writing is truly a lonely job, and having someone out there who believes in you makes a lot of difference.

Tonight is no exception. The writer locks his door, logs off his Facebook account, and prepares to work on his desk. His desk is a reflection of his mind–disorganized, yet functional. He plans to read a couple of fiction novels, Strunk & White’s The Elements of Style, and perhaps more. His books fully occupy the shelf on top of his desk. He is a disciplined writer who follows Stephen King’s advice: “Read and write four-to-six hours a day”. He sets his mentality and thinks of it as a night shift job. Sure, there are breaks from time to time, but he’s not allowing himself to lose focus. He’s got a large cup of Starbucks on his desk. He’s going to plough deep.

A few writing projects he plans to work on tonight: a piece for the Mary Livermore Library Poetry and Short Prose Contest, a short story for a short story contest in an online forum, his nonfiction piece for his Creative Nonfiction class, and what he’s currently writing at this very second, a journal entry –this piece you’re reading now. He wrote this piece in third-person point of view just so he could cleverly say in the end, “The writer is me!”

Liked it
Leave a Comment
comments powered by Disqus

Hi there!

Hello! Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!

Find the Spot