I’m a heart person who is driven by emotions. I don’t know how not to be. I’ve read books. I’ve been lectured. I’ve tried to be rational.
You see, the thing is that, while I am a task oriented achiever, I am also a wordsmith. There are times that I think in verse. I wake up at extraordinary times with words running through my head that need to be put on paper. Like this morning for example.
Wordsmiths are emotional by design. Let me give you an example.
The man and woman like each other.
The man and woman have a magnetic attraction to one another that is embarassing and at times uncomfortable to witness.
Which sentence evokes something in you that makes you want to keep reading? The essence of my craft–my night job, if you will–is deeply emotional. The greatest writers of all time were off balance, to say the least. I can’t imagine William Shakespeare walking around, feeling nothing, being a rational partaker of the elements. His comedies had a dark side; his histories romance; his tragedies beautiful and painful to read.
My passion is writing. Writing keeps me sane by allowing me to unleash controlled insanity. Emotions are necessary to the writer. Noone wants to read a passionless book. Unless it’s a technical manual or a textbook on human anatomy.