SOLHUL.

We're quite a lot... 😉

Indescribable

As a writer, in every story I write I feel like I’m leaving out something really, really important, but I can never figure out what it is.

And I don’t suppose I’ll ever be satisfied with anything I write until I can get that indescribable thing onto my paper. 

And I know I’m not the only writer who thinks this way.

Well written! 👍

Dudes, just write. Stop asking me if you should start/continue/finish what you’re writing despite have x, y, or z problem. If you want to write I am in NO WAY authorized to tell you when to stop/start. That’s up to you and always will be.

If you think “no one will ever genuinely like this” you are 100% wrong. 100%. Think about all the trash out there that has fans. I wrote stuff when I was twelve that had more genuine fans among my family/classmates than ANYTHING I never shared with another living soul. It’s impossible to write something no one will like.

If you think “I’ll never finish it so why even bother?” you’re only depriving yourself, man. That’s like saying, “I like this cookie, but I can’t eat the whole bag. Guess I won’t even try one.” ????? Just write the story, to hell with endings. Some of the best works in the world went unfinished by the author/composer/architect, yet we admire the heck out of them. Maybe, instead of thinking you’ll never finish something, tell yourself this is the one you will finish (and repeat it until you do).

If you feel “this hurts to write, I’m too close to the subject material” either set it aside or full speed ahead. You MUST know how many classics, prize winners, and life changers came from someone’s very real pain and experience. Addicts, traumatized persons, victims, quite often they find solace and healing in writing about their experiences. Most importantly, so do their readers.

If you want to write, write. Otherwise only you are standing in the way of what you want.

So many of us...

“You discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable. First, restlessness. The second symptom, absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an illness - monotony, boredom, and death. Millions live like this, or die like this, without knowing.”

— Anaia Nin

Now for me # XXXX of this kinda days. Thank God (?) for fiction: Escape-way...

not to be unnecessarily fake deep on a wednesday afternoon but I feel like I don’t have a personality also that I’m not real

That IS a possibility...

“Look at it, look at the mess we’ve made. Things have fallen apart, we have fallen apart. God, we used to love each other so much and now, all that rests between us is a mortal silence. A wall of silence so thick it cannot be broken with words nor looks. Nothing. And maybe, but only maybe, We just weren’t meant to be.”

—

i hate how our generation has turned feelings into a weakness. how we tend to shut feelings out of our hearts once we start noticing their “symptoms”, as if they were a disease. how people break up because they’re afraid of going too far. what is so wrong about feeling, what is so wrong about loving with all of your heart? i feel so out of place in an era where loving means suffering.

redefining ‘love’. (via sunsetico)

We're quite a lot feeling like that...

I think we've been here before… Sun breaking through some clouds, sharp rays of light, the usual stuff. Yes. Nothing new here. But wait! A picture tells more than a thousand words. Especially when amplified with loudspeakers mounted on high poles. Let's listen… Hey, you light, could you please tell your sun, that you're making an awful lot of noise! It IS quite nice to look at, agreed, but do you know how it sounds? Anyway, you could turn down the volume a bit; I think everybody's got the message. As usual. Now someone might actually be speaking, like with words, but they're blown away by you, and makes no sense. PLEASE turn down a notch or two; what comes out of those loudspeakers could be interesting for you too! Right now it just sounds like… What? Are you doing this? Have you really hired special effects? But yes! There's no real words. It's only dummies! Not a single understandable word, just poles for the contrast. How clever! Fitted with those loudspeakers, just to make that association: "That a picture…" Yes, we've certainly been here before: You're turning this into a competition. Pretending to use words! Only for a stronger image. Cheating! Overkill! Who in this world will ever believe in the sun anymore? Or that words are anything but a silent plugin to pictures? You've blown it out of reality and straight into fiction. Fool! #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #laurieandthestoryof (Yes, also her, somewhere) #primeiroproximopasso (Always... Hiding outside the frame) #specialeffects #unreal #overkill #loudspeakers #sun #notforreal #cheating #fiction #reality #whenthesunmakestoomuchoutofasimplesunriseandturnsitintofiction (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: Not existing)

POSSIBLE ENDINGS. Sorry, danish prose… https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/02/15/slutning-mulig/ Summary: The story is in place. The fiction can't be more fictive. Of Course there's still a lot of my figures adjusting details. Like if they deserve their own timeline; if they should be in 1.person and tell their story through their own eyes and mind or if they should be told… So on. As for myself, or "myself" or… -all the characters more or less with parts of me. Including past, present, even future, and lots of memories and memories of me through others thoughts, well… I'm most concerned about the ending. Of it all. Of the story; of "me" and me. I actually don't know. An ending. Yes. But which comes first? The ending of fiction? Or the ending of me? And what really matters? Most? #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/02/15/slutning-mulig/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #laurieandthestoryof #primeiroproximopasso #udenfilter (Not true... But the words are!) #prose #meandmystory #ending #endings #danish #novel #writing #selfie #white #mood #justafittingpicturetothestorylinkedtootherwisenotwithanyrealconnection (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: Central Denmark Region)

Status... Det er umuligt at skrive en status. Her er et billede af en sol. Resten er tomhed. En venten uden håb. Der er andre billeder. Og der er det store perspektiv. Liv og død, naturens gang, den evige cyklus. Den er ligegyldig, det er teori, der er ikke plads til den slags. Det kommer, måske, engang. Det burde være muligt at skrive en status. / Forts på https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2021/01/24/status/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #sol #status #fiktion # #mantelshistorier.wordpress.com #https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2021/01/24/status/ #https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=3619096111461086&id=100000821994936 https://www.instagram.com/p/CKiswdeh1-0/?igshid=oa28o1w7rqf5

Matthias Bitzer