interviewing unpublished writers
he did have a dream
of becoming a
writer
in his youth
but youth doesn’t last
forever
One day he grew up
and had to pick
a real
job. He studied journalism
and became a reporter
It was today’s task
that reminded
him of
the old dream. He had to
interview unpublished writers
A lot of them
and the general
question
was
“Why do you write?”
The answers he
got were
quite diverse
“I don’t know,” said one
writer. “I’m just trying to
recapture the feeling I had in
childhood when
my mother used to beat me
until I fell unconscious
and dreamed that
she loved me.”
And another said, “I’m not
sure. I just write
because I can’t
do anything else in life.”
Another said, “I’m still trying
to write the perfect
suicide note to leave
behind. I swear to God, I will
not kill myself
until I write it! That’s
what makes me a writer.
It’s stubbornness.”
“Me? Oh, I’m not a writer. I just
jot down elaborate
torture scenes involving
my ex-husband. If you’ve
read ‘The Room’ by Hubert Selby Jr
you know what I’m
talking about. But nah, I’m not
a writer. It’s just my… way of…
yeah, I’m not a writer.”
“I keep trying to put my dreams
into words. That’s the
kind of writer
I am. Not much of a writer. I
mostly dream about being
raped by my little sister while
our parents are
watching TV in the living room.”
“Who told you I’m a writer?
Well, I mean,
I write stuff, but honestly it all started
because I wanted to impress
some girl. It didn’t work,
of course, she went with another guy.
Since then I discovered that
I’ve a cuckold fetish and all my stories
portray it. I’m not
proud of my work.”
“I’ve seen a man die
before my eyes
when I was a kid. So logically
I started writing
stories about soap carving. I don’t
wanna talk about it. Thanks.”
"I suffer from quite
a nasty
case of claustrophobia. Every time
I come out of
a closed space I get this
inexplicable urge to write. But yeah,
it happens only when my issue gets
the better
of me. I've only written about
six thousand pages or so."
“I killed eight men.
That’s all
I gotta say. Thanks.”
“Well, I guess it all started with
little animals. I loved
to place them in extremely small
cages and then just
watch them day after day
as they grow thirsty and hungry
and desperate. I started writing down
the evolution of their
misery. I grew out of it
when my mother had an accident that
left her paralyzed.
I watched her then. And I learned
a lot. Now I can create
fictional characters that go through
the same. I’m quite good at it.”
“My neighbor has a mentally
ill daughter.
She’s quite cute and… you know,
writing fiction is the only
way I can live
my fantasies with her. Oh, I’ve written
so many thousands of
pages.”
“I’m a porn addict. It’s gotten so
bad that I can’t get
hard with real women
anymore. The only thing that gets me
hard now is
imagination. I write about
the times when I heard
my mom
having sex in her bedroom
when I was a child. The fact that she
wasn’t doing it
with my dad… somehow gets
me hard. So that’s why I
write.”
“I have… restriction orders. The only
way I can reach
the people I want to
reach is through
writing. I’m not happy about it.”
“Why do I write? Well, how else
can I explain
what it feels like to be buried
alive? I mean literally.”
“I am The Holy Spirit.”
“I’ve been abducted by
aliens. Multiple
times. It’s going to happen again.
I know it. I’ve nothing
against it. They
are working on my
brain. This is a blessing. I am
the chosen one. Have you
read my writings? You
should, before I get
published and they censor me."
“Are you kidding me? Why do I write?
Hey, you really don’t know
who I am? I am the woman
who died and came back to life. If
someone has something to
say… that’ll be me. Have
you read my books? They're all online!”
“Huh, why do I write?
Because fuck you, that’s why!”
“Honestly, man, I don’t
know.”
“I actually don’t
write.”
At the end of the
day
the reporter
remembered why he never
made it as a writer
himself
and the next day
he interviewed more
unpublished
writers
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