The Excitement of Creative Writing

Oh the excitement-long time ago now that I felt like this-of creative writing. A couple a days ago I looked through an old notebook and found the early writings of a story of some sort and I thought to myself that maybe I should get back at the story. So I did, with no anticipation of getting anything out of it. Oh boy how wrong I was. The writing of this-for me-unknown story set a flame to the dying spark inside me and once again it’s fun to write. I have gotten back this feeling of real excitement: my heart’s beating, sweat in my armpits as before and shaking hands.

I have no clear idea of where this story will take me or what will happen but what has happened so far is that a few characters from my old story called The Gardener has shown up, just brief mentions of them but as far as of now, no actions or visual representations and I think I will keep it that way.

The over all idea that has formed is to write short stories, loosely connected to that of The Gardener. I do know though that this new character I have created in this short story will die by the hand of my favorite angel from The Gardner.

Something else to mention is that this story is being written in Pages instead of Scrivener which I typically go to. I have even formatted the work already, inspired by a printout of the stories from the very first issue of The Paris Review.

Oh boy, stopping is even harder than keep writing but at some point I have to stop and eat, go to the toilet and sleep. I do not dare to hope for this to stay but I sure want it to. I love this feeling and it’s the reason why I even wanted to become a writer from the beginning: accomplishment and expression of thoughts in a fictive way that tells a story of the simple things here in life that people like to complicate – love.

But don’t understand me wrong. I do not write romance. I’m not sure what genre I write but it’s definitely not romance, more like drama taking place in a fictive late 19th century/early 20th century even though it’s not historical correct. I like to take inspiration from that era and it keeps me away from cell phones and social media and what not.

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Author: Alaska Frank

Who is Alaska Frank? Some would describe him as a strange fellow with really messed up ideas. Maybe that’s true as his scripts are pretty damn odd. And brutal. For me, Alaska Frank is my personal way to handle reality. He’s my alter ego I created long ago to match the way I feel. The name Alaska points to my cold heart and no feeling of regret or shame or any other feelings for that matter. Frank stands for my honesty to everyone in any given situation. Some might take this as something offensive and become mad or sad or both while others appreciate it. My alter ego Alaska Frank has grown over the years and has now, in recent times he has become a real person for me. Even if you can’t meet Alaska Frank in real person he exist within me and follows me everywhere and I can bring him out whenever I need him. This might sound odd, like I escape the reality, afraid to meet the harsh. This is not the case. Alaska Frank is me and has always been me. It’s just not until my later years I realized it. Call it an identity crisis. Or any other thing if you like. But the fact is – I am Alaska Frank. And will always be. And I identify myself with my own creation. The main occupation for Alaska is writing, mostly drama for the stage but at some occasions he also writes fiction novels and poetry. He is fond charmed by the things presented with an open mind, things created to think and philosophize about. A bit of odd dark humor thrown in to it does not hurt either. Alaska Frank is pretty open with his projects he’s working on and if you are interested you can read small and early synopsis-like presentations of a bunch of stories he has in the Upcoming project and Current Project-pages. Feel free to comment on everything you read on this blog, either it’s posts or pages. I will answer if there’s a question in hand. Something else you might want to know: Alaska Frank is from Sweden, hence his main language are not English. He writes in English for the simple reason to learn, so if you read any of the content on this blog feel free to comment on this matter.

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