This blog has been very on and off lately, and I apologize for that. School has been keeping me from making this the height of my attention (ironic considering one of my classes required this blog be made), as well as a bout of an upper respiratory infection.
This morning after I dragged myself from bed, and sat at 7am in front of my computer to register for my fall classes, I noticed I had a message from a friend asking about what's so special about non-fiction writing. Here are some of my thoughts on it.
For a while I was interested heavily in high fantasy, or fiction in general, because it required a high degree of world and character building, and afforded myself the ability to literally craft whatever I wanted in this story. However, at the end of the writing, I often felt very hollow; it was more than likely a result of my poor ability to write fiction, but when working on non fiction devices, I felt that hollowness cleansed.
Working in non fiction is a lot like the art of Kintsugi; the art of repairing broken pottery with gold. The act is symbolic of making things that have been damaged much more valuable because of the fact that they've had a history. Non fiction writing I feel operates in this same way-- you're forced to search and reevaluate all these different parts of your life, and sew them together into something much larger, and much more important than they were on their own. It turns the seemingly mundane into these symbolic, story driven elements that serve the reader. It's an outlet for primal, first hand experience.
I think it's a way to better define the kaleidoscope of human experience into an applicable, understandable mode.
