When writers cry

When writers cry

A Poem by Ria Kova
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Don't we all go through this?

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It's not fun being a writer
Editing, correcting, sketching
All the work is so mind-wrecking
Sometimes you'll forcefully pull an all-nighter
Hand shifting from pen to cigarette lighter
And back to your pen as the cigarette's finished
Your shirt's soaked with sweat like one of a fighter
Nevertheless your intentions all but diminished
At desperate times you'll google and online rhymer 
Seeking for words that sound righter
And once again, you draft and sketch
You known your mind is near the edge
To snap, to scrap, to rip, to cry
And start again with a clear mind
You've probably done a hundred times
Yet you know you have no choice but try
You realize it's late
And all you did was stare into space
In a moment you're out
Waking up with words on your face
You swear, today'll be better
But for now you will rest
And continue writing later
Yeah right
Suddenly a spark appears
You rush to write the idea down
Wearing mentally a crown
Until the spark dies
You desperately search for words 
But your brain is locked
Passion, inspiration - lost 
There you've got your writer's block
You read through you work 
And close your eyes
And toss the papers aside
Each work seems more and more constrained
And by now your mind is drained
You have all these characters, crazy events
That can't get your mind off and it's making you tensed
The second you sit down and writing commences
You realize you can't really tie up the separate segments
In the end you just give up and say 'No more'
Till many days later you pick your writings off the floor
Thinking 'This doesn't look as bad as it used to before'
And now you're eager to write even more
And so goes the day, a last night's rewind
It's the same old routine day to day, again and again
But you really don't mind
As with every failure - progress and experience is what you gain

© 2012 Ria Kova


Author's Note

Ria Kova
Did I miss any other aspects which I should add? Tell me what you feel.
It's very rough first draft, I'll submit a second version as soon as I'll have the time to edit and maybe continue. Just wanted to share this.


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Hello, Ria. You may think that I'm insincere but I do like this. However, I believe that you have committed one of the cardinal sins of writing: "show, don't tell."[1] It should not matter that this is a poem or a story. You have some wonderful elements in there. For example, "..an all-nighter Hand shifting from pen to cigarette lighter" or "..shirt's soaked with sweat like one of a fighter." These are great "show" elements. Fortunately, I read your bio first. That gave me the ability to SEE YOU doing these things even though in most of it you were merely telling your reader about "when writers cry." I know you can go back and rewrite this into either a poem or a short story that really SHOWS the reader what it's like to be a writer, to cry, and to become that writer if only for a brief moment. Consider it.

[1] http://grammar.quickanddirtytips.com/show-dont-tell.aspx

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ufi Auttorri ~ UfoAuthor

7 Years Ago

It appears that friendship is not a precondition for "sniffing" except for viewing unpublished items.. read more
Mark Anthony Games (Human Voice)

7 Years Ago

I just wanted to say thank you to Ufo, Writers cafe needs people like you. Taking such time and care.. read more
Ufi Auttorri ~ UfoAuthor

7 Years Ago

Aw, gee... {blush - my green skin, turning turquoise} Thank you, Human Voice! ..just trying to und.. read more



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You nailed it. It's like it's in our brain continually. I wake in the middle of the night a poem will come me to me, have to get up and write it or I can't sleep. Lol! Enjoyed! :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


I thought this was a really nice poem, and gave an insight as to how you feel as a writer. It's very easily relatable, and I think that every now and again all writers feel this way and it's true - "with every failure - progress and experience is what you gain"! Great imagery, and it has a really good flow. Nice work :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


I love the humor running through this.

'Your shirt's soaked with sweat like one of a fighter
Nevertheless your intentions all but diminished
At desperate times you'll google and online rhymer
Seeking for words that sound righter'

A statement (Poets call it stanza) with justification and example very hard to do. I am afraid I cannot relate to your battle with words though, as I gave into them many years ago. I have never and doubt I ever will sit down to write. All of my works come out at once like a volcanic eruption. I never change, edit or expand. This is why I do not call my self a poet, I just write words. I wish I had the talent of your self to see a thought and build the picture with crafted words, which you do extremely well.

UFo Author is a good reviewer, we have crossed paths before. He makes a good point with 'Show don't tell' but there is nothing wrong with either. 'Tell' is one of the most popular genre's around right now. Reality TV, blogs and diary's are all massively popular. 'Tell' gives us the 'oh year I get that' 'Show' gives us the 'Oh yeah I feel that'. Not much difference really is there. I would agree that 'Show' is maybe more powerful.

'You have all these characters, crazy events
That can't get your mind off and it's making you tensed
The second you sit down and writing commences
You realize you can't really tie up the separate segments'
....could be....
Characters dance between events in the minds eye
No self will can heard the cattle of creation, suddenly tense
No incentives can bind character to event for solidity to commence
Leaving minds eye, characters, events and placements still in segments

......... It is no longer 'I am having issues', it is 'these are the issues'. I think that is what UfoAuthor meant. Do not get hung up on that though. You paint a picture very well indeed. x


Posted 7 Years Ago


Ria Kova

7 Years Ago

N'aaaaaaaaaaawww.
To be honest, I barely relate this poem to myself. Except for the 'characte.. read more
Hello, Ria. You may think that I'm insincere but I do like this. However, I believe that you have committed one of the cardinal sins of writing: "show, don't tell."[1] It should not matter that this is a poem or a story. You have some wonderful elements in there. For example, "..an all-nighter Hand shifting from pen to cigarette lighter" or "..shirt's soaked with sweat like one of a fighter." These are great "show" elements. Fortunately, I read your bio first. That gave me the ability to SEE YOU doing these things even though in most of it you were merely telling your reader about "when writers cry." I know you can go back and rewrite this into either a poem or a short story that really SHOWS the reader what it's like to be a writer, to cry, and to become that writer if only for a brief moment. Consider it.

[1] http://grammar.quickanddirtytips.com/show-dont-tell.aspx

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ufi Auttorri ~ UfoAuthor

7 Years Ago

It appears that friendship is not a precondition for "sniffing" except for viewing unpublished items.. read more
Mark Anthony Games (Human Voice)

7 Years Ago

I just wanted to say thank you to Ufo, Writers cafe needs people like you. Taking such time and care.. read more
Ufi Auttorri ~ UfoAuthor

7 Years Ago

Aw, gee... {blush - my green skin, turning turquoise} Thank you, Human Voice! ..just trying to und.. read more

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Ria Kova

Pattaya, Chon Buri, Thailand



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