As writers, there are at least 5 things we must simply NEVER do...
We must never take ourselves too seriously.
We must never trust the soul who takes itself seriously enough to write an absurdly long-winded obnoxiously melodramatic list of things writers should or should not do.
(we should be especially distrustful of said work if it is at all referred to as a manifesto.)We must never disclaim our work.
We must never confuse 'Your' with 'You're', 'That' with 'Which', or ‘They're with 'Their'.
We must never forget to remember these rules, That I, myself, have so kindly written here for you're casual perusal, as their much too important to forget!
…your welcome.
As writers, there are at least 5 things we must ALWAYS remember to do...
We must first commit to the very serious business of immortalizing the beauty of our heroes, fictional or otherwise. We must be willing to venture above and beyond to honor those we believe deserve everlasting glory.
As we are fair and vigilant, we must also commit to exposing our lowest forms, the dregs of humanity, the shitty sphincters of society. We must do so in this same vein, so that all who dare know us, and all who dare to be known by us, remember this simple yet profound truth: The pen- both nobler than the Joyeuse, and mightier than the Goujian- is also a double-edged sword. And it is here, in the writer's restless hands, that one's fate does lie. A fragile fate that rests blindly alongside our brutally compulsive ability to make or break - to elevate, to resurrect, to end a life - to canonize a most sublime quietus or eternalize an unbearably torturous demise.
As we learn to wield the magical power of our words, we must also learn to possess the courage to save our enemies and slay our idols. It should be with this same courage, that we remind ourselves that it is we who internalize both the lives and deaths of all those we inscribe, if of course, we are to truly write them well.
As we bestow upon ourselves the ultimate irony of unrequited empathy, we must also remember to keep compassion and mercy in our hearts. For the sake of our very own souls, if for nothing else.
As writers, self-proclaimed or otherwise, we must always remember that there is no greater responsibility.
So until we can power through this painful cliché, acknowledge it's truth, and accept it’s momentous charge, we are to remain like everybody else...not writers...mere dreamers.
And like entropy, dreaming is natural, it comes fast, it comes easy.
But to be a true writer? A Super-natural master of dreams?
That, my friend, is another story...