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dimanche 26 avril 2020

On Short Stories

I guess it seems pretty odd to some of you here as you'll find my posts are lately on none other than short stories. There's an oddball to catch when there's nothing to do, that's for sure. But I guess something needs to be done with the extra amount of free time rather than having it amount to nothing.

I find writing short stories is like seeing through another person's lenses. How does the other person feels like when they fall in love? Or how does it feels like when you're supposed to laugh when others does not? Feelings, they're really hard to articulate. In other times, I find myself out of words to express or putting it into sentences that perfectly tells about what I felt.

If you read a lot of other existentialists like Alfred Camus or Nietzsche, their ideas are often articulated in form of short stories. Now I'm far from their level. Not knowing where would I even get with my writings and at the same time, juggling with my current affairs and mainly my job. At times, projecting what you felt uncomfortable or inconvenience - whether it'd be truths or new ideas sometimes backfires you. You couldn't be too loud or too convinced on a subject; especially regarding politics or current affairs. Especially if you're working with the government. Too soft or too quiet, you'll probably never will be heard or merely forgotten.

My storylines are often not straightforward. What was planned for the plot was simple. For example, a guy named Ali wakes up from the bed, goes for breakfast and saw his boss on the way to work. Sometimes, I could drag on the storyline leaving to what ends - I don't know myself and that's pretty bad when you wanted to write something. It is disorganized. But nothing is written out without any sketch, I believed.

Short stories provided readers insights to possibilities of what others might be thinking. It is an alternate character which at times, I drew parallels between myself and characters I made. Perhaps differing in terms of the setting of the story.

I couldn't possibly be a school girl since I am a male whose life has solely been studying at an all boys school. But had you known any better, who knew you could've make insights from someone's eye about the world.

But that is all to there.


Asyraf Amir. 20200426.

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