I've been meaning to write a new blog but I've been so caught up with life and so close to finishing this play I told myself I wouldn't write anything else until it was done...
It’s still not done lol
BUT! It will be, REALLY SOON! Because I finally overcame that dreadful illness called writers block! Got some insight on how to finish this play! But anyway, that is not the point of this blog. Well sort of...you see, while riding the train today I was going over the notes for the play in my notebook when I came across this poem or I guess more so of ‘free write” or "venting forum" I wrote a few weeks back. Funny thing is, I was venting about having writers block. Who writes about having writers block right? lol, Well this free write started off as a vent that turned into something else that sort of gave me the determination to overcome my writers block.
I thought to share these scratches from notebook in hopes to maybe make you notice something about yourself and how you choose to express your thoughts and ideas, even during times of frustration. Whatever the case, enjoy the randomness!Because what i'm sharing below was taken directly from my notebook, off the top of my head, one frustrated writers block night lol
"writers block...when your imaginary friends don't wanna to talk you anymore" lol
Writing at a rapid pace
Letting the words finally get a taste…
Of paper!
No wait!
Scratch that,
it’s more like a sip
For the words
that sit on my lips
are dying to break free
jump off the paper and become
the human form of those jaw dropping, tear jerking
Lorraine Hansberry meets Langston Hughes BOMB DOT COM type of soliloquies
But let me stop!
because the truth is
This poem has no topic
Let alone any real thought
No. This right here(in a Katt Williams voice)
Is only a reflection of
My stupid ass freaking writers block!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I don’t even see why it’s called writers block
There isn’t a pad lock on my computer
Nor have my hands been mysteriously hidden from me
As if I’m in unfair biased game of hide & seek
I’m not blocked from writing!
Nor am I at lost on what to say...
I just can’t find the perfect way
To put all my ideas and words into there proper place!
Because if I allowed you to
glance into my notebook
And see the erase marks
Next to the elementary drawings of rainbows and Lollypops
Or the lyrics to my favorite slow jam tunes
right next to an unfinished haiku
that explains the meaning
Of the bay area term
‘what it do’
You might conclude…
I am a bit random.
But I can’t be alone.
Doesn’t anyone out there know how it feels?
When you’re half way through
Got a few good rhymes,
Some clever metaphors
that you thought were too cool
And then out of nowhere
You get really confused!
The creative juices stop flowing
And you don’t know what to do!
Kind of like right now!
My mind is flowing…
But I’m thinking about FOOD!
Damn.
Some Mac n cheese with the burnt edges sounds real good!!
I got work in 5 hours
And a presentation to do….
Talks about the Chicago blizzard
Protest in Yemen and
how Rahmn Emanuel was kicked off
the ballot fill my room
Makes me want to put CNN on mute!
Write my OWN commentary to
This depressing world news
My commentary would sound a little something like this:
‘Cure for AIDS
Summer is now extended for 100 more days!
No need to worry about gas prices
cause we all can fly for free!
All wars have ended in the Middle East
Our currency is replaced with
love and time
Tea party members and all ignorant people of the world
have lobotomies
and are granted with functional LOGICAL real minds!
People now inhale compassion
which means they only can exhale love
Heaven is now truly shinning in all our of lives
giving everyone access to the goodness of our lord above..."
But in this PERFECT world
Filled with IMPERFECT human beings
I really do not see how any of that, could ever be…
However I’m a realistic optimist
So we HAVE to keep hope alive!
So no matter what happens,
Please, I beg of you, Do not give up the fight!!
Damn.
I now see why it's so important for me to write
we have to express
we have to inspire
we have to fight
we have to show love
we have to give a voice to the unheard
we have to give a light to the ones in the shadows
we have to do something
especially when we don't like what is being done.
writers block
I now see your purpose
your block to my mind is the same as the injustices and inequalities
that show up in all over lives and even in this world we live in today
from the big blocks to small blocks
we all deal with something that is up against us,
but history has proven that those blocks
will and they can come down.
blocks of slavery
blocks of the Berlin wall
block of segregation
blocks of woman rights
blocks of the Jim Crow south
they all came down!
so if ALL OF THAT came down, and those before me
had way more against them, yet were still able to knock
those blocks down, what the hell is my excuse?
what is any of our excuses?
Anything that blocks you from your rights, your passions, your justice and your love, is only meant to come down. So what is blocking you and your loved ones? And how will you fight it to make sure it comes down?
That was my vent and free write...
Hmmm, all I can say now is, that I fight my blocks with words, and the words I speak/write do come to life!
Can’t wait to finish this play and then put it on, it shall be one less block i have knocked down! =)
-AJ Tripp
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