I spent last couple of days in one of those workshops aptly titled ‘Writing for Work’ where one is meant to learn how to write ‘effectively and efficiently.’ In other words how to use words thriftily.
I understand it is called ‘plain English.’ You only use necessary words and arrange them in such way to get the point across in the most economical way. No frills permitted; just a plain clothing and no, or minimal make-up! One’s objective is to be useful and practical, rather than playful, or colourful, or joyful!
It is something I always struggled with! And not because I do not understand, or object to the benefits of the concept, not at all, but because I love words so much!
I love their different shades, sounds they make, fragrances and textures they arouse … words are simply magical. Because, as by magic, words transport you into the world of a writer; you will see what a writer saw but through your own eyes!
If I wrote; ‘she wore a dress of a deep green silk, embroidered with the delicate golden thread across the bodice …’ you will form the picture of that dress in your mind and in that way saw not only the dress I described, but also your own, unique version of that dress. If I painted or drew a portrait of a woman wearing the dress, you will only see my vision of it. This is why I love magic of words; they evoke your own imagination, indulge your own, private self.
Besides, it took me years of dedication and solitude to learn all those English words, can’t I be allowed to use as many as I like, and arrange them in any outlandish way I wish?
And so it is easy to see why I was certainly not the best pupil in the ‘plan English’ class! Until something quite unexpected happened!
The tutor, a fine woman with love for language, asked whether anyone knows anything about blogging.
Oh my, it was like mega lightening suddenly went off on a dark stage! Before any wise or otherwise guarded thought could possibly form in my mind, my hand went up, and here I am beaming like a five year old … I know about blogging! I have a blog!
As soon as I heard that both; the tutor and one of my colleagues are thinking of venturing into blogosphere, I embarked on listing endless joys and benefits of blogging!
Well, there was no stopping me after that … I even clapped my hands while exclaiming; ‘Oh it gives me such joy to talk about blogging!’ Yes, this is exactly what I said and the way I said it … happily, proudly, naively, genuinely, and above all freely.
Without being aware of it at the time, in that fleeing moment my true self completely overtook my daily/conformed/censored self! And what the bliss that was!
I could hardly wait for a break to provide further encouragement to potential bloggers; unashamedly promoting our word press community, our camaraderie, and importance of regular blogging … I even offered practical assistance with setting up a blog! And all that with my ‘grand’ experience of four blogging months!
But I did not talk about blogging or offered assistance as a ‘blogging experts’, not at all! I spoke from my heart, the same place I blog from … the only place our true self knows.
I may never really learn or warm to the concept of ‘word economy’, but I have learned one important lesson. When we somehow manage – by trick or accident – to silence, to ignore, our daily tortured, censored and otherwise beaten into submission self – as by magic – our true self enters the stage with mega lighting and fairy dust to turn us into a person (even if just for a fleeing moment) we have always meant to be!
For that reason alone – the course was priceless … not to mention ‘recruitment’ of some newbie bloggers!