“I’ve never quite liked being too comfortable in my routine, for I feel that I lose that initial spark when I’m too busy trying to get things done versus letting my imagination run wild every once in a while. There is such a thing as doing too much. As I give myself more time to work around my tasks, doing all the necessary “preparation” I forget what it feels like to let go, and just allow myself to write something that no one has to understand. With that being said, I’d like to share the poetry I’ve written recently. I do hope that you all enjoy these two pieces.”
TEACUPS AND TYPEWRITER PRINT
REGARDLESS OF WHICH,
THIS IS MY CALL TO LOVE.“
I called it love.
The taste of coarse air and wrinkled pages
I’ve settled again.
I lay in wait for that feeling to seep into my greater judgment
Unfamiliarity took with it everything I ever loved about you.
You read into tiptoeing around unspoken territory, you let my softness numb you
While your words have shed their skin, and all you’re left with is
You were afraid.
You were afraid of my complexities,
Of my raw talk and commonplace language
Of how I filled your lungs
With the kind of naked cold you need to sleep at night.
You’ll remember all there is to know about me for as long as you live.
For I’ve been a part of you, from the moment we laid eyes on each other.
I take my time in thumbing through all that you are to me,
I lose myself in that unrequited notion,
And I call it love.
Copyright © 2017 Anisa Nasir
All Rights Reserved
My affirmations wither away,
Into a simple cautious blur
I draw upon my afterthoughts as I pen ugly words
For I was told that if I were to write of you
It would only make matters worse.
The print of my finger remains,
On the back of your neck
Where I held you
A dent in that hardened skin of yours
I let the invitation surpass me,
And I welcome dusk with open arms
For it is when I find myself dreaming
Of humble mornings,
In a world where I’d wake up with you by my side
That I realize how much of myself I was once willing to lose
For I cannot give to you the better part of me
I cannot constitute forging tomorrow
on what will forever be
Copyright © 2017 Anisa Nasir
All Rights Reserved
“I’m sure I’m not the first to admit that I’ve been afraid of actually sitting down to edit my work. I’ve been so afraid that I’ll hate it so much, I’d spend too much of my time trying to fix it. I’ve been afraid that I’d feel like the entirety of the time I spent writing the first draft was wasted. Though, that’s never the way to approach your work. That’s something I’ve learnt and remind myself of every time I sit down to edit. You might not like it, you might think that it could be better, but there will always be a time to sit back and appreciate it for what it is. That is my goal as I conduct my first thorough run-through of last year’s finished first draft. Let’s do this. Shall we?”
“It sucks. It sucks right?” I ask myself as I finish editing the first chapter of a novel I was so undoubtedly proud of as I was writing it last November. It’s a tedious process, but it has to be done. I’m always saying that I want the progression, that I want to see something as a fully finished piece one day. I can’t do that without just sitting down and getting through editing it, no matter how many times I cringe, no matter how many times I have to ask myself: “What were you thinking?”
That’s because, there will be a time where I get to a point in something that I’ve written where I can finally say, “This isn’t too bad. I’m proud of this.” Now, it probably won’t happen in the first draft stages, but it is something to look forward to as I tweak everything a bit, as I refine the work I’ve already done. It is rewarding, for every time I finish editing a chapter in its entirety, I sit back and say, “That wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be.” It’s sitting down to do it, that I find difficult sometimes.
“I love writing. I love creating. However, I’m not too keen on editing. That is something that needs to change. For I truly believe that they seemingly go hand in hand, and whilst it is not a case where you have to change the entire course of your work, it’s merely improving what it is already there. I’d like to think that there will be a time where I can better prepare for the editing process, as I learn to make notes along the way for all the possible changes. So that, I can look forward to making something I’m already proud of, even better.”
We’ll always want to change something. It’s knowing when to stop that’s important. Nothing is ever truly perfect, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t be proud of the work you’ve done. There will always be something that could be changed, though you’ll have to ask yourself: “How much of an impact on the entire piece would this single change have? Is it really necessary?”
Happy Writing! (And Editing!)