I think the idea that we can write 1000 words in an hour is
possible although I thought that it is crazy at first place. This is possible
for writers can do it with a desire of the topic, that they have intention in
writing it, and that they know their purposes in writing. If they love it, they
know what to write. If they have desire, they know what to do. They know what
to include in their writing. Their desire will lead them to their background
knowledge of the topic. A topic such as experience would easily be written very
productively. The writing will be rich and meaningful. The strategy can be
various. Therefore, the writer can employ them in developing their topic into a
good writing.
Murray, I’ll take that challenge.
Writing is easy if you have a will. If you like the topic
discussed, your fingers will run smoothly on the keyboard. Never dare to revise
while typing. Do it later. Ignore mistakes. You have had the ideas, just don’t
let them escape from your brain.
A good writer comes with the intention, not the innateness,
not from birth reason, not genetic factor. Those who force the fingers to dance
on the keyboard will find that ideas are there in the blood running inside.
Brain works fast. Work fast to balance it. Follow the brain. Just follow wherever
it runs. If it wants you to write about sport, just go write it. if the brain
tells you to write about your bad memories, just go make it true.
With your finger on the top of the keyboard, the brain
becomes your master. Don’t believe the idea that ideas come in the closet. No.
It happened in the past, but not now. Ideas are everywhere. What you have most
is time, and time waits for no body. Don’t wait until tomorrow. Do it now. Get
a laptop or a pencil. Write something. Tell something to the world. Don’t make
it wait.
You have read a lot. Now it’s time for you write. Use what
you know to enrich your writing.
You have read novel, poems, drama, short story, journal,
article, invitation, letter, columns, report, advertisement, poster, pamflet,
application, even running text on TV. Your brain is remarkable. You are genius!
You are wonderful! Take the chance now! Don’t wait for a disaster. Don’t wait
for a doomsday. Don’t let your neurons run out and dying. Electrocute them!
Make them wake up. Make them run for you. You are the grand master. Employ the
brain, the neurons, the veins, the eyes, and the fingers.
You have listened a lot. You have heard sounds. You have
listened people talking to you, talking around you, talking on TV, radio, and
internet. The brain has kept the words in. Could you believe that? That is the
wonder of your brain! Come on. Go write something. Write anything you want. If
your interest is on politcs, just go and write it down. Type the words coming
out of your brain. Don’t let your paper get bored with the blank white sheet.
Type something.
Remember when you were kid? What did you do when mom told
you to write a letter? You did not even know how to write it. You did not know
why you were told to write it. However, you took the pencil and scratched it on
to the paper. You did not know what it was. It looked like a line, no, a curve.
You looked at your mom’s face and found out that it was ok. You were fine.
Nothing happened. You made another line, more lines, and they looked like
mosquito’s coil, spiral, hair, balls, circles, and your mom was not mad at all.
She even led you to make a lowercase letter. First a, then b, c, d, e, f, g,
and so on. Then you get bored.
Since then, you liked to imagine things around you as the
alphabets. When you saw the cloud in the sky, you suddenly compared it to one
of the alphabets. Sometimes, when you were wandering about the backyard, you
found a tug, and you tried to find the alphabet with similar shape.
After a year, your knowledge of the alphabet developed. Then
you could work with words. You tried to name things around and guessed the
words and imagined how they looked like. Your vocabulary got more and more.
Your exploration was no longer on pencil, but also other tools like paint,
pastels, spray, broken bricks, coal, dust, fog on glass window, or even your
meal. You played with the ketchup, tomato sauce, and chocolate milk. You
fancied things to be written everywhere, on the wall, on your skirt, on the
pillow, on your plate, on the door and window, on the floor, or even on books
you found in the reading room.
Then your world changed when you were introduced to
newspaper and magazine. Life changed. Letters were more than letters. Words
were now in sentences. First you read in a very low speed. Then you got used to
them and addicted to the newspaper for they always publish eye-catchy pictures
and interesting news from all around the world. You knew Mohammed Ali retired
from the ring. You knew John Lennon was shot. You knew an Arab sultan gave his
throne to his nephew. You knew that Eric Estrada came to Jakarta to see his
fans (including you although through TV). You also knew that there was a war in
Afghanistan (and you were not interested at all). You finally knew that there
was a cartoon magazine published weekly by Disney and you begged your dad to
subscribe and he agreed, but unfortunately the magazine came very early and
your big brother got it earlier everytime it came that he had a bad attitude
toward magazine: he loved to lend it to his classmates and the magazine got
back home torn in the end of the month. That was why you hated serial comics!
Now, you are in front of your laptop trying to write one
thousand words in an hour.
(this article is written as a response to Rowena Murray’s
challenge)
