Making Meaning

Writing seems to be a very ubiquitous way of combatting depression or general feelings of smallness or being inconsequential.

Why? I don’t know.

Alan Moore, well-know author, lesser-known magician, was once asked for writing advice for aspiring authors and said “Treat writing as if it were a god”. His idea was essentially that great works (or workings, depending on your perspective) were already produced by writing and any young writer is partaking in that grand tradition. And this very grand tradition was to be honoured. By writing, you become a part of a pantheon and you should be worthy of that place

Is that why we flock to writing in hours of need? Do we find solace in at the altar of writing? Maybe.

Maybe it is just the idea that something of us stays behind. Writing is, in a way, crystalised speech. We take a thing that is ephemeral, fleeting and momentary, and make it solid. Speech is ephemeral, writing is solid. Do we want to do something against our own epheremerity by writing?

I honestly don’t know.

But I felt like starting to write things down. I felt like sending something in the aether. I find solace in it. And maybe, you will read this and find solace in it, yourself.

Alan Moore also considers writing an act of magic. And both Ken Liu and Stephen King have also seen the transmission of thoughts across time and space as a magical property of writing (if not as literally as Alan Moore).

You can now read my thoughts. You are not alone, for a moment. That must be good for both of us, right?

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