What Comes Out
Saturday, November 10, 2012 at 12:03AM 
Nine days into this year's NaNoWriMo project, I'm baffled by something about my writing.
I consider myself to be a funny person. I mean, I'm not a comedienne or sketch comic, but I've got some sense of wit and timing. I say things that make people laugh, fairly regularly.
But when I write -- and this probably includes my writing on this blog -- it is all Serious Seriousity. Contemplative, solemn, earnest, transparent, sober. My shit gets real. I mean, much of it is beautiful, haunting, and honest. But my characters don't really traipse through the landscape lightly, cracking jokes or being funny.
This surprises me to no end. I'm going go on faith and assume that what comes out is what is supposed to come out.
Are you ever surprised by what you create, based on the way you are in the rest of your life? Anyone out there living a peaceful, harmonious life who composes death metal? Or any accountants who also sculpt grotesque figures?
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I listen to house music when I work. But I never go to those "clubs" the kids are always on about. Only for writing suicide prevention policy.
People tend to work things out in themselves when they write. Maybe instead of yearning for a funny world, part of you yearns to be serious?
I tend to find the same seriousness in my own writing. I think that we both use humour, sarcasm and wit to get through the all the BS of real life that we wish we could change. When we sit down to write, the part of our brain that wants to right all the wrongs we see around us takes over and rights those wrongs within the world(s) we are creating. Because no matter how much like , or based on our own real world our writing may be, we are creating whole new worlds for our characters to inhabit. We live through them in this un-real world and through them we can say what we want to say, affect the change we want to make, we can stop joking about it and really do something about it.
At least that's what I hope I'm doing. Maybe I'm just really that bleak and cynical inside.