My Decision NOT to Write
Writing is not easy
For the readers: Please read with a pinch of salt, if someone else holds the salt, please wait and then pinch.
Beginning to write
It is time someone banned cats. In Egypt, people revere them as representatives of gods. Bastet – goddess of motherhood, of joy and music comes in the form of a lioness (sometimes domestic cat). What – oh, I got right next to this thin division between food and nothingness.
Bringing out the animal
Here I was, all by myself trying to get some breeze, and finish my article. And there was the cat. I could not write and I knew it was the cat. It sits beneath the table and stares at me. I tried to move to another spot near the fire, but it coolly walked over to the rug and plopped down on it…and stared at me.
Of kings and cats
Conquests begin with the heart and an efficient ruler knows all about it. This is what is left when the cunning of the brain has a sudden rush of blood, which which we call inspiration, loses all semblances to anything substantially correct – I was hoping something like that would happen – basset hound. (Oops! Sorry I don’t know where that dog came from…let me check – the dicky, front bureau, the…ah yes Bastet! Now, I get it – Bastet!).
Ordering the mind
It all begins with self-control, pure self-control. So, I stopped looking at the cat, put down the poker and unclenched my fist. I made a list of things I have to put into my article.
- Concentration
- Clarity
- Aim
- Choice of styles
- Precise conclusion
(A small disclaimer is necessary at this point. The content has not been influenced by any cat or cat goddesses. Any reference is purely coincidental. The author dissociates any relationship to any cat. Further he wishes to go to another town -- where there are no cats).
However stylish the thoughts must occur
Structuring your articles
Traffic Swirl
I began to write my article. Seriously, bringing out fullness in an article is easy if one uses correct writing methods. One could elucidate various features of your article, such as, harmony of words or an aspect of humour by repetition or through proper arrangement. Appellation in repetition causes humour unless it comes a cropper. Bastet – that is where we came in. Egyptian goddess – somehow this cat in front of the fire looking with open eyes at me. I stare at my blank piece of paper foolishly and tried to look important at the same time. It was morning still. Cat began to smile. Egyptian goddess, I kept cool, the poker remained where it was.
Stick with the context and the title
Content varies according to title you choose. Roman Emperor – people come to attention and expect to see a chariot and horses. Similarly if you change the title of an epic like Ramayana to 'The love life of Sita', readership acquires a new dimension. All sorts of people will wage war to lay their hands on a copy.
When we begin something, we have to show what our aim is. So, two people ran towards each other. One begins to think of love and tender feelings float through one's mind. When you realise that they are members of the same team running on a cricket field, you begin to think in a very different way. When you are writing some content keep on track, elucidate incidents without digressing from the topic.
Lest we forget how a cat ...er Bast looks like
Truth behind cat myth
How did that Egyptian Goddess turn into a cat?
Incorporating sequence
Changing elements of an article, incorporating metaphorical parallels, repeating sameness of rhythmic patterns (Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water…hey Bastet – remember the topic?) and extracting raw passion is essential. To accent clarity, you should adhere to adjective hierarchy along with optimized use of conjunctions.
Deriving the conclusion
Since change is self-ordered, there is a method, which is leading to all kinds of madness. I allude to Darwin and species, that which tails another must fight when tables are turned (because you are not facing the same direction but facing each other). The cat was now sleeping…I think. I picked up my pen – and it opened its eyes.
Now, would you write, if you were I?