You don’t have to be the most educated person to write.
Ever read a piece of writing and think to yourself, “Look at those fancy words, those beautifully carved punctuation marks; my God. I’m having an orgasm over this…”
Well guess what, orgasms over —
When’s the next one coming? It’ll take a while.
We all love to sound smart, who doesn’t. Especially in the world of writing and literature, you’ll find many who love using “big words” — don’t let that deter you from pursuing writing, though.
One of the greatest things Kurt Vonnegut Jr. did for literature was prove to everybody else that it doesn’t matter how many big words and complicated sentences one could type; it’s the story that matters.
1- Find a subject you care about.
2- Do not ramble.
3- Keep it simple.
4- Have the guts to cut.
5- Sound like yourself.
6- Say what “you” mean to say.
7- Pity the readers. (Fuck Punctuation)
Keep it simple — is the most endearing of messages dear Vonnegut Jr. left us with, amongst many others.
Even outside of fiction, we’ve broken the barrier of trying to sound smart.
Guess what, stop trying to sound smart, stop trying to come up with complicated sentences, stop trying to do what everybody else does.
It won’t sell.
Focus on the story, the message is what matters!
Don’t know a lot of words, It doesn’t matter.
Your Voice, Your Writing.
Full Stop — how it resonates, that’s all anybody will ever read.
There’s no insecurity and judgement in self-expression and you certainly don’t need a Doctorate to earn yourself the title of “Greatest Author”.
What is Bob Dylan awarded the Noble Prize in Literature for?
…“for having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition.”
Notice “New Poetic Expressions”.
It didn’t say “For trying to sound smart with his use of complicated words and sentences which left readers utterly confused and feeling inferior to the author’s command of the English Language. But Hot-Damn what a smart word he just dropped.”
Below are lyrics to one of my favourite Bob Dylan song — The Man in Me (New Morning, 1970);
The man in me will do nearly any task
And as for compensation, there’s little he would ask
Take a woman like you
To get through to the man in me
Storm clouds are raging all around my door
I think to myself I might not take it any more
Take a woman like your kind
To find the man in me
But, oh, what a wonderful feeling
Just to know that you are near
Sets my a heart a-reeling
From my toes up to my ears
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein’ seen
But that’s just because he doesn’t want turn into some machine
Took a woman like you
To get through to the man in me
It’s simple, gets across the message, and makes me feel absolutely wonderful when I feel a little down; that’s what resonates.
Not how many big-words or punctuation marks he could find.
The greatest of Author’s didn’t even write in the English Language (No offence).
The Russian’s ripped literature wide open when they went to town with their use of raw emotion and staying true to their mother language.
Leaving their work to be deciphered, translated, and interpreted by future translators to come.
They basically wrote what they felt and said “Here you go, good luck using Google Translate to figure this shit out. Or better yet just learn Our Mother Language, mother f-” — popularly said by an enraged yet calm Fyodor Dostoevsky.
All jokes aside, write how “you” wish to write — find your “voice”, stay true to it.
If it doesn’t get the response you think you deserved, it’s okay.
Wanna know a little secret?
In 6th grade I submitted a poetry that wasn’t mine and it got an “F”.
It was Charles Bukowski’s, from my dad’s library. (I was a little shit from a very young age)
The teacher remarked, “Nabeel lacks the ability to rhyme, please arrange for extra literary course-work assistance ”.
We never did, my mum wrote a poetry about “Apples” and we submitted that instead.
A few years later, I sneaked the same poetry my mum wrote at the end of doctorate. (Because I’m still a little shit)
Thank you for reading. :)