"I don't think that being a strong person is about ignoring your emotions and fighting your feelings. Putting on a brave face doesn't mean you're a brave person. That's why everybody in my life knows everything that I'm going through. I can't hide anything from them. People need to realise that being open isn't the same as being weak."

- Taylor Swift

Monday, November 17, 2008

The Woes of a Controversial Writer

I really don't know why people have this thing against my writing. Of course it's controversial - every piece of writing in the whole world is - and if it wasn't, how boring would that be?

Writing is a vague and undefined, yet in no way unrefined art. With maths, you're either right or wrong, no two ways about it, but there is no 'right', 'wrong', 'good' or 'bad' in art. Writing included.

I fully understood that when I took GATE testing.

The GATE (Gifted and Talented Education) Test is the only way to get into extention programs at high school - otherwise you're just stuck with the rest. There are visual art, drama, music, dance, humanities, math, science and sport scholarships up for grabs - you name it and there's a scholarship for it.

For the standard academic test, the test you try out for to get into one of the many academic, humanities or maths specialist schools, there are four different sections: reading, writing, maths and mathematical IQ. Two maths and two reading, that's fair fair, right?

Er, wrong.

At primary/high school level, at least at aus, math is either right or wrong (it's only when you get to the ridiculously hard stuff where the answer is debatable). Reading is sort of like that, only I think the odds aren't in my favour because I basically taught myself the fundementals of refined English and being a second-generation Asian immigrant my comprehension is different (not wrong) to standard Australian. But writing?

J.R.R Tolkein is meant to be a good author. I can't stand his material. Same with Christopher Paolini.

Writing is subject to preference. People don't like your work? Tough.

Thank goodness my 'highly controversial' writing passed the test (at the top of the state, I might boast) and my unorthodox comprehension not far behind. I didn't finish my math test 0_o and my math IQ was pretty low, but hey, I got into the school I wanted, that was the main point.

Who wants to know about the cheesy guy-gets-the-girl-and-saves-the-world? It's been revamped too many times. Who wants to read some crappy, mysogynistic damsel in distress stuff? No. People want to read about unlucky wizards who go to school or vampires who fall in love, bittersweet tales of forbidden love or starcrossed lovers who are, quite literally, star crossed. So you don't like my work because it's controversial? Do you really think I care?

People not worth knowing love familiarity too much. Why do you think we have rascist people? Because some people are afraid of the 'unfamiliar' blacks. Why do you think we have sexist people? Because people are afraid of the opposite sex. Why do people hate controversial writing?

Because they're afraid of the unknown.

Okay, so my writing is a little strange. A spirit of a girl falls in love with a mortal man. Some churchers will curse me if that story ever gets released. A philogynistic, wealthy man falls in love with an ordinary, blunt, frank girl, and a whirlwind of calamity follows. Not exactly your average chick flick, but it's different. I'm different too.

I'm not blue eyed, blonde haired, flat stomached huge assed with absolutely no brain. I'm just not like that. I have dark hair, olive skin, my fair share of acne, and yes, I have a stomach, time to call the sheriff.

I wish people wouldn't pick on me because I put the backwards me in polemic. Why can't people see that my talent is beautiful if not perfect? That I'm not the prized silver fish, but a one-of-a-kind red fish, rare, not mutant?

Because behind this tough, rebellious image, I'm just a sad, lonely, insecure girl. Behind all the coolness of LADY RENEGADE, there is a shunned and unwanted kid who just wants to love, and to be loved in return. Behind this polemic rant there is the desperate cry of a girl who just wants to be understood. Behind my defiant persona there is a heart that is breaking, breaking, breaking, behind the not-quite-brilliant mind there is a forgotten soul.

15 comments:

Anonymous said...

Great, but...
No one has read your 'controversial' work, so they have no idea what you're going on about.
C.S

Anonymous said...

everyone but you has read my work...except for la pianista and chamal and all of my other internet homies that i haven't actually met.

chamal said...

Maybe you think too much about what others think? If someone tells you that they don't like what you did (and if you believe it was right), just smile and tell them to go to hell. That's what I do anyway... :D but maybe that's not such a good idea. I'm probably not the best person to take advice from. I'd like to read some of your work BTW - sounds interesting, looking at all your posts.

Anonymous said...

when you figure out a way to tell a teacher to go to hell (without winding up with detention), let me know ;)

Anonymous said...

Yeah, I agree with Chamal!
Why won't you send me your work?!
Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
WHYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYWHYYYYYYYY??~!!!!!
c.s

Anonymous said...

Sob... You were right...
Your sad, but still completely psycho friend

Anonymous said...

Oh, and, you have 5 readers not including occasional drop-byers, and 3 of the 5 have not read your 'controversial' works. Ha!
Anyway, what are you doning for graduation?

chamal said...

Oh err... with a teacher you have to say it in a kind of roundabout way, you know? I wouldn't encourage you to do something like this, but since you asked here's an example ;)

We are not allowed to bring mobile phones to our school (I don't know if this is something common in your schools but here the rules are a bit strict) and there's this annoying disciplinarian who keeps on checking our bags and pockets trying to catch one. So anyway I was talking to two of my friends in the hall, with a small notebook in my hand (you know, those palm-sized thingies) when this guy came along. I put the book in my pocket hurriedly, like trying to hide it ;) Then he came and asked me what was in my pocket, and I said nothing. He said that he's going to take me straight to the principal if I don't hand over the whatever I was hiding. So I pulled out the notebook and said that I was sorry, but I didn't know that notebooks were not allowed at school and asked him if it was a new rule. The two friends I was talking to joined in too, and umm... thing is, the whole school saw it. Pretty embarrassing to him, and me or my friends hadn't broken any rule so he couldn't do anything to us. Now he's keeping himself away from us, but I think he's trying to pin me up for something; got to be careful ;)

Maybe it's best to get some experience at getting out of tight situations before doing something like this ;) After all, we're in our final year and we have the whole school to support us if we mess up, so we are fooling around. I don't know how it is in your school but I don't think you have the same 'environment'.

Anonymous said...

chamal, you don't want to read my work. it's romantic realistic fiction/drama and i really think you won't get a kick out of the kissing scenes (if you do, that is REALLY weird).

C.S, i don't want to ruin my books for you! i want you to read it, edited and published, beginning to end. be patient.

lady renegade

Anonymous said...

i am pretty face-on with my teachers, especially when i haven't done anything wrong. like once, i was entertaining my friends with some (very crappy) violin playing, and my grade four teacher (i'm in grade seven now) told me off. i told her quite bluntly that it wasn't ilegal to play a violin, in fact, that was what they were made for, and she got a bit pissed, but she couldn't pick on me. then, a few minutes after, she told my friends off for standing in the sun without a hat (what part of standing on the sheltered varandah is standing in the sun?) and they got behaviour slips. i told her that they weren't in the sun and she said they were (yeah, the shade is just so damn sunny) and i pointed out that she wasn't wearing a hat and she was standing in the sun too. she got really pissed, but i kept my argument up, so she almost ran away after ending our debate pretty pathetically. sigh. i love getting back at teachers.

here we have this rule at our school that you can bring phones to school, but you have to hand them into the office at the beginning of the day and get it back at the end, but no-one really follows that.

and i'm nearly always late to orchestra (not my fault!) and i get told off. my orchestra conductor always asks for reasons why we're late, and even to the most genuine replies (eg, my house got blown up) she responds 'i don't want any excuses'. well, hello lady, you asked for them! so once i said, quite bluntly, 'you said you didn't want any excuses so i won't bore you with any'. i thought it was very thoughtful - she thought i was just being a smart alec.

sigh.

Anonymous said...

So how come everyone except me has read your work?
Huh? Why?
I rarely have those 'moments' with teachers. I mind my own business and they mind theirs. But I understand you are a misunderstood rebel and you can't help it. What were the instrumentalists like when you said that?
That was really entertaining by the way, Chamal.
Oh, and I have the greatest solution for the 'Late-to-orchestra' problem. Come Early!
I'm having my social. soon. We're learning this boring old waltz called pride of erin that I can't figure out the steps for. Ugh.
Good luck with your war with the teachers.
C.S
P.S- year 4 teacher as in Mrs. N?

Anonymous said...

oh, and it might be years before your work's published.
Come on! Send me your work!
Are you going to send it, or should I carry on like this?
I like Jacob now, but I didn't like him in in book 3 and the last half of book 2. I've finished BD, and i didn't like it that much.
C>S

Anonymous said...

Twighlight is retarted.

ur obsessed

Should i come to the movie

yes

no

yes

no

mabye

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the answer is yobye

BSC

Anonymous said...

*interrupting*

Kissing scenes? Explanation, please. :)

Anonymous said...

And, of course, there's nothing wrong with being controversial. It's the controversial writers, musicians, and artists that eventually rise to fame. ;)