Cara Goldthorpe
The other day, I was asked about my writing. ‘What do you write about?’… ‘What is your style?’… ‘Where do you get your ideas from?’
I could waste a lot of time answering these questions; giving a vague explanation of something I am not so good at defining. I write about a lot of things; I’m inspired by reality, by the human condition, and the beautiful world in which we live. But to be honest, I don’t know where my writing comes from. Sometimes it is inspired by an image, and then words rush out of me beyond my control.
When I write, I don’t think. It just comes. Then I look back on what I’ve created, and somehow there is meaning there. Maybe only I can see it, but either way, it doesn’t matter. I write for myself. It is nice when others appreciate what I create, but ultimately my writing is for me. I suppose it assists me to come to terms with our world, and make some sense of this wild universe.
It’s easier to show you what I mean…
The following photo that inspired my writing is by Andrew Kumler. More of his work can be found at: http://www.facebook.com/AndrewKumlerPhotography
The other day, I was asked about my writing. ‘What do you write about?’… ‘What is your style?’… ‘Where do you get your ideas from?’
I could waste a lot of time answering these questions; giving a vague explanation of something I am not so good at defining. I write about a lot of things; I’m inspired by reality, by the human condition, and the beautiful world in which we live. But to be honest, I don’t know where my writing comes from. Sometimes it is inspired by an image, and then words rush out of me beyond my control.
When I write, I don’t think. It just comes. Then I look back on what I’ve created, and somehow there is meaning there. Maybe only I can see it, but either way, it doesn’t matter. I write for myself. It is nice when others appreciate what I create, but ultimately my writing is for me. I suppose it assists me to come to terms with our world, and make some sense of this wild universe.
It’s easier to show you what I mean…
The following photo that inspired my writing is by Andrew Kumler. More of his work can be found at: http://www.facebook.com/AndrewKumlerPhotography
Gentle rays of a fading sun, gracing the earth with a fragile kiss, before the descent of night. And in this haunting light, a fierce river beats with aching tenderness against burnt rocks. Sea spray, rise to greet me in a shower of ethereal mist. Like a phantom's touch, soothe mortal wounds and banish pain with the cooling glory of joyous tears.
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