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I realized last semester that I really haven't written enough fiction in the last few years - the essays that I write in my own free time tend to gravitate towards politics and societal issues - not that that is bad, but rather, I recall a time when I loved writing fiction. Granted, my early styles tended to be overtly sarcastic and satirical of many current issues, but recently I've found that I've liked to try out different styles of writing - and some time in April, I decided I'd embark on a project to write a novella/short novel. I don't know when it will be finished, but I have a pretty big commitment to finishing this, especially when I'm in Malaysia and have nothing to do.
The inspiration for this novella came oddly enough, from my job at Firestone Library, where us circulation staffers had to erase the penciled notes that numerous students over the years have written in the margins of the books. While the vast majority of these notes were purely academic and dealt with the issues at hand, a small portion of them were genuine off-the-cuff thoughts, well-phrased and well-written. They usually compared what they were going through with their lives with the text at hand - a poignant handwritten snapshot of a person's feelings, emotions, and insights as seen through the literary piece they were reading.
Juxtaposed with that was the plain fact of reality - these were thoughts destined to be erased by the simple stroke of a $2 pink eraser, after which no one would ever know the contents that had once been therein. Sadness. It was an energy of impermanence - of while living the moment, one had to be cognizant of the fact that everything would eventually end.
And this formed the basic driving point of what I'm about to write. I've tentatively titled it
Thoughts, Erased and it's a bit... unconventional in the way it's written. It's not a particularly cheerful book (don't get me wrong, I'm hardly the one to write emo books), a fact that will be pretty clear early on. Further themes I hope to be able to explore are the nature of religion in one's aspirations, differences in race, approaches to social endeavors, and our understanding of each other.
If the last paragraph didn't make sense, don't worry. I'm still figuring it out and trying to piece together something coherent from my hand-written notes. Wish me luck.