100 Days Project

Ben: 100 Writings / 100 Opening Guitar Hooks

various, random creative expressions / writings, inspired partially by 100 popular songs (songs that somewhat begin with a leading hook of a guitar.)

Day 1:

“Paperback Writer” (1966) by the Beatles

“Paperback Writer” (1966) by the Beatles

If there was one thing I truly would like to be, it would be a Writer.

I never had a sudden epiphany to be one. Growing up, I wanted to be many things – which were all eventually ticked off as reality set in on each of them. Musician: The industry sux. Director: No fortitude. Fireman: The paycheck is only slightly better. Lawyer or Doctor: That’s what my parents wanted, but that of which I have no inherent interest in either. Only Writing was something I enjoyed the most, something that has come quite easy to me and something I could aim for convincingly. I still, to this day, don’t understand all the nuts and bolts about Writing, but it’s a mystery I somehow dance with, without too much trouble.

The Word is all I heard.

However, like all dreamers, I’m not doing it professionally, due to a mixture of lethargy and truth. I’ve written before but have had my ideas discarded by publishers. I’ve even discarded myself, as ideas have been ridiculous, or I’ve stopped due to the Block or I’ve moved out of Writing due to realistic conditions, such as Rent.

The Page shall be put backstage.

So when my mate told me about this 100 Days project, I thought it’d be a great opportunity to flex my brain upon it, to write daily, constantly, non-stop; to push on, just like the other persons in this project would be pushing on. I’ve prepared Charles Bukowski's realistic poem, "So you want to be a Writer?" above my wall, scolding me negatively not to bother with this and to flee just like every other time I have. And right next to it, contrarily, my most treasured poem, Dylan Thomas’ “Do not go Gentle into that Good Night” informing me not to give up, inspiring me not to fold, advising me to fulfil. Wish me luck!

The Pen’s my friend.