In The Demons’ Head #244: Diary of a Demented Man- Inside My Head
October 5, 2015
Hello world and welcome to another edition of “In The Demon’s Head” To be completely honest this is one of the first post that I’ve written in a while. That’s because I wrote a few of these post and put them into the can. I figured that wasn’t a horrible idea so that I’d be able to focus on a few different elements of my writing. That’s going to be the case with the next few post as I put them into the can.
However, putting post into the can isn’t really what this post is about. Today, if you would, we’re going to take a trip into the mind, and I mean really into the mind of a demented man. Come along now.
October 5, 2015
Hello world and welcome to another edition of “In The Demon’s Head” To be completely honest this is one of the first post that I’ve written in a while. That’s because I wrote a few of these post and put them into the can. I figured that wasn’t a horrible idea so that I’d be able to focus on a few different elements of my writing. That’s going to be the case with the next few post as I put them into the can.
However, putting post into the can isn’t really what this post is about. Today, if you would, we’re going to take a trip into the mind, and I mean really into the mind of a demented man. Come along now.
How My Brain Works
A couple years ago I wrote a poem entitled “Writer’s Eyes” the entire thing was written in an attempt to have readers kind of see inside my head, and look at the world through my eyes. I won’t say it was a failed attempt by any means but I realized rather quickly that there was no way to really share with people the way that I saw the world. I’m not the only one like this either as I’m sure a majority of writers in this world see things the way that I do, but here’s the question, how exactly is it that they see the world?
That’s a question that I’ve had a hard time answering because if you think about it, trying to explain to someone how you see the world is a crazy and slightly ridiculous idea. Why? Because they’ll never see the world like you do, at least not fully, and not with you trying to explain it to them. But, all the same let’s try.
In my world I see things in a different light then most. I hear bits of conversation, see a random individual walking down the road, or even so much as see an abandoned building, and I’m sucked in. My brain kicks in on it’s own and starts to create a story centered around whichever focal point caught my interest.
In fact, let me share a story with you. One that I don’t think I’ve ever shared on this blog. When I was writing “More Than Memories” back in 2012 we were living in an apartment in a tiny town here in Missouri. We’d lived there for about 6 months at the time and were fixing to leave to go to Jefferson City when I noticed a long set of abandoned railroad tracks that I’d never noticed before.
My wife looked at me and I was lost. I remember her trying to get my attention but my brain was on auto pilot as I tried to work up the idea for a story that eventually became “7th Circle Railway” After about five minutes of her attempting to get my attention I finally snapped back into reality and turned and looked at her. This is how the conversation went.
“What the hell was that all about?”
“What?”
“You just zoned out and didn’t say anything. What were you doing?”
“I had an idea come to my head.”
She sat silent for a moment because she’d never seen the blank stare as I sank into that place in my head that seems to have access to a different way of thinking then the rest of people. You know the saddest part? This wasn’t even the worst of the moments where I’m sure that she questioned my sanity but I’ll save some of those stories for a little later.
But at the end of the day I look at things like this, the world is full of stories. Be them real, or fake either way there’s something that everything can tell us. I see commercials, abandoned buildings, listen to conversations, see interactions, and I realize that everything could be part of a story that should be told.
But how do I decide if the stories make sense and should be told by me? I’ll talk about that and give you guys some insight into how ideas form into real stories. All that next week.
Join me on my mailing list by clicking here. Join me on Facebook by clicking here. Also, I’d like to offer up a chance for you to share a subject that I can post about send me topic request and ideas to my email here. Until the next time you want to take a trip through the gates of hell and into the demon’s head, I’m Kyle Robinson wishing you a safe trip back to the surface.
A couple years ago I wrote a poem entitled “Writer’s Eyes” the entire thing was written in an attempt to have readers kind of see inside my head, and look at the world through my eyes. I won’t say it was a failed attempt by any means but I realized rather quickly that there was no way to really share with people the way that I saw the world. I’m not the only one like this either as I’m sure a majority of writers in this world see things the way that I do, but here’s the question, how exactly is it that they see the world?
That’s a question that I’ve had a hard time answering because if you think about it, trying to explain to someone how you see the world is a crazy and slightly ridiculous idea. Why? Because they’ll never see the world like you do, at least not fully, and not with you trying to explain it to them. But, all the same let’s try.
In my world I see things in a different light then most. I hear bits of conversation, see a random individual walking down the road, or even so much as see an abandoned building, and I’m sucked in. My brain kicks in on it’s own and starts to create a story centered around whichever focal point caught my interest.
In fact, let me share a story with you. One that I don’t think I’ve ever shared on this blog. When I was writing “More Than Memories” back in 2012 we were living in an apartment in a tiny town here in Missouri. We’d lived there for about 6 months at the time and were fixing to leave to go to Jefferson City when I noticed a long set of abandoned railroad tracks that I’d never noticed before.
My wife looked at me and I was lost. I remember her trying to get my attention but my brain was on auto pilot as I tried to work up the idea for a story that eventually became “7th Circle Railway” After about five minutes of her attempting to get my attention I finally snapped back into reality and turned and looked at her. This is how the conversation went.
“What the hell was that all about?”
“What?”
“You just zoned out and didn’t say anything. What were you doing?”
“I had an idea come to my head.”
She sat silent for a moment because she’d never seen the blank stare as I sank into that place in my head that seems to have access to a different way of thinking then the rest of people. You know the saddest part? This wasn’t even the worst of the moments where I’m sure that she questioned my sanity but I’ll save some of those stories for a little later.
But at the end of the day I look at things like this, the world is full of stories. Be them real, or fake either way there’s something that everything can tell us. I see commercials, abandoned buildings, listen to conversations, see interactions, and I realize that everything could be part of a story that should be told.
But how do I decide if the stories make sense and should be told by me? I’ll talk about that and give you guys some insight into how ideas form into real stories. All that next week.
Join me on my mailing list by clicking here. Join me on Facebook by clicking here. Also, I’d like to offer up a chance for you to share a subject that I can post about send me topic request and ideas to my email here. Until the next time you want to take a trip through the gates of hell and into the demon’s head, I’m Kyle Robinson wishing you a safe trip back to the surface.