On Writing

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A big part of what i love about writing in here is that there's no pressure about posting something. No deadlines, no worries about having to please someone. Just the freedom of using this space as a place to let it all go, to write down my thoughts, worries, desires, sometimes write down my soul or my daily ramblings... and it never gets too personal to the verge of sharing my life as some reality show. it is just me, written down, still a puzzle and a land waiting to be discovered.

I guess that's the true essence of writing, at least for me. Writing is not describing to every detail the facts of a life, it is just writing small pieces leaving a great part to the imagination of the reader, that's what all of this is about, creating, collectively. I dislike the kind of texts that are too descriptive to the verge of making a perfect map of something, I like to leave something to the imagination, let you ramble about the colors of the dress, let you make a picture in your mind.

Ironically, my life splits between writing and taking photographs. According to what i just said, some writings are photographs, just in letters. Well I like photographs, but real ones, not in letters. A photograph still leaves lots to imagination, yes you see it, we all see it but we can make up a story from what we are watching, and it is wonderful. There's no big difference between a writer and a good photographer if it can touch you with his or her work. For me it is really good if what they do works as a gym for your neurones or your spirit.

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