[ #writing tips #‘what else’ is not very specific advice anyway #it shows a refusal to engage with what’s presented by the reader I think #mundane things are worth writing about if the writer thinks so #it gives signifance and meaning to things that might be otherwise ‘boring’ ]
While I'm at it, here's a kinda-vaguepost I wrote off the cuff the other day in response to this, because it irritated me so much that someone would call something as significant as the everyday life of a person and their experience a case of "what else?"
The fact that you are alive, and I am alive, and we are both two beings on the green, teeming crust of a planet with a molten core spinning and hurtling in space can be so deeply moving if one cares to linger on it.
Like, fuck, isn't that what it's all about?
Moving through the world and seeing a blackbird hopping, one-footed, around the picnic tables, and being struck by it: you and I, we are both so very much alive, and I will probably live so many more years than you, but in this moment both of our hearts beat, and we breathe, and our bodies both pump blood, and we might be like very, very distant cousins from one another. You are alive, and you live your own little life, and you have your own history, and you are marvellous. You are so beautiful, and we both have bodies covered in keratin, yours is a beautiful glossy black, and I see you, aware of your environment, searching for calories while I eat mine.
Or, like, you're outside, and a great, older oak stretches above you, their many, many, many, leaves, more than one would sensibly try to count, all move gently in the breeze. It's a living being and if you pay attention you can feel it, that there's this great, big mostly-sessile creature, and you can feel the space it takes up in its 3D geometry, and you can feel and see how it is so alive. It reacts to changes in its environment, though typically a bit slower than us quick-quick mammals with our rapid lives running around on this great, big planet. It's fucking amazing to just feel that it is a living being so different from us, and yet, we are coded by the same DNA base pairs, and the tree has cells, too.
This is the stuff that lingers in my memory for a long time and I just keep thinking about it and how to portray it and make someone else see it and feel it like I do, because people just, it seems, get into the habit of not noticing it.
Anyway, genuinely don't have ill will towards OP because seeing an opinion that I disagreed with so hard online motivated me to try to metaphorically reach through my screen and try to shake people with how much I care about it.
