Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24929924-20140513162558

Hey all! I was a bit bored, so I thought I'd write out a quick little... thing. I'm not sure I would call it a story, and I certainly don't think it's worthy of being called a pasta. But I'm still new to this, and I'm just trying to figure out what works, what's scary, etc. Feedback on what(if anything) I did right, what I could improve upon would help a lot, and just general style tips are greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading, and have a great day!

Words

I don't like this. I don't like this at all.



I write scary stories so that I can control them. If they're on paper, they're not in my head, and what I say goes. None of the subconscious fears that plague me, none of the shadows lurking around my head. Just crystal clarity, and words on a page. That's why I write. So that I don't have to see the stories burnt into the lids of my eyes at night, so that the shadows don't haunt the corners of my vision. I share it with the world so that I don't have to live it. Catharsis, release- nothing else works, nothing else can relieve the pressure building at the back of my skull. Nothing else makes the words carved on my arms go away, but writing them down.



So why? Why can't I control it now? Why does the story keep changing? Every time I start to write, every time I reestablish order and control in my world, something goes wrong. And the stories, the words on the page, the words I write with my own hands, are getting worse. I can't explain it. I don't understand. Why now, all of a sudden? Writing is supposed to help, not feed on itself. Why is it that, no matter how hard I try, the lines write themselves into darker and darker places? I can't go on like this, something has to change. Anything.



Maybe writing isn't enough anymore. Maybe I need to do something more... substantial?  