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  • Words are magnificent aren't they? What in the world would we do without words?




    God that was scary. That's enough of that now. But really, the things we can do with words are pretty damned amazing.

    With words we can inspire, provoke, communicate, inform, delight, imagine and experience. Creative writing is nothing more than putting these hundreds of thousands of words together in different orders, perhaps separating them

    or repeating them, or repeating them, or joiningthemtogether or letting them stand
    Whatever we do with them, almost all of the time we will have some kind of reaction to them, whether it be disappointment (well, that was rubbish), anger (this guy doesn't know what the flip he's talking about?) or amazement (who is this Stuart Cannell guy? He's literally the best writer I've ever read!)

    The different ways we communicate depend on a huge number of factors based on the ways we have lived our lives, which is why everybody's voice, especially when written down, is subtly different. We've collected habits, through personal experience and through our education that we can't help but reflect on the page. Aside from the subject matter we write about we also have the words we choose, the length of our sentences, the ways we structure our paragraphs, the audience we write for, the attitude we wish to present, all of these come together to demonstrate something very special about ourselves. Writing, no doubt about, it is art. Applying paint to canvas, chisel to sculpture, camera to scene, are just as much about creating something beautiful to look at as applying words to space to transform a page.

    The fun (hopefully) little picture above represents a little peak in to the mind of Stu (get me, talking about myself in the third person, who do I think I am? Jesus?) and some of my favourite words in the whole wide world. I love the way they sound, I love the way they make me feel, I love the images that pop into my head. You don't need to write flipping hundreds of pages of stuff in order to be evocative. Today I spoke to a guy named Francisco Sharpe. Best. Name. Ever. Totally made me think he should be a private detective in 70s Hawaii, complete with panama hat, grizzled chops and cuthroat wit. The fact he was calling about an accountancy course (really I'm not making this up) was neither here nor there. His parents were clearly whimsical types.

    In any case, my point is that writing is a joy in and of itself, just like creating a banquet of language (oh THAT'S why I called it that) because we can taste and enjoy our concoctions even as we lay them out. If somebody else gets to enjoy them too, so much the better.
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