{"id":15745,"date":"2012-09-08T06:30:41","date_gmt":"2012-09-07T18:30:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/?p=15745"},"modified":"2012-09-09T20:43:08","modified_gmt":"2012-09-09T08:43:08","slug":"a-codicil-on-true-confessions-of-a-writer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2012\/09\/08\/a-codicil-on-true-confessions-of-a-writer\/","title":{"rendered":"A Codicil On True Confessions Of A Writer"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Daffodil array; via my garden \ud83d\ude09<\/p><\/div>\n

On Thursday I posted a “true confession” as a writer, here<\/strong><\/a>, in which I discussed my very first piece of fan fiction: an eight-year-old’s riff on William Wordsworth’s “Daffodils.”<\/em><\/p>\n

I also noted that, given I was living in tropical Singapore at the time (where daffodils do not occur naturally):\u00a0 “…both my reading of William Wordsworth’s <\/em>Daffodils and my unshamedly derivative response to the poem were both works of complete imagination—which I personally feel is quite a tribute to the original work.”<\/em><\/p>\n

Reflecting further, I also think I unconsciously gleaned another very important understanding from the poem, which is the importance of observation. Wordsworth’s Daffodils<\/em> is all about close observation, and also awareness of one’s response to that observation in terms of both immediate emotion and subsequent reflection.<\/p>\n

Although only eight, I suspect I “got” that understanding of the poem at an intuitive level. It may be that it “spoke” to a quality already present in my make-up. Nonetheless, keen observation of both the surrounding world and human nature are essential qualities for writers, whether we pen poetry or prose. So in retrospect, I feel I owe William Wordsworth and the daffodils a “thank you” for the early lesson.<\/p>\n

To listen to actor Jeremy Irons reciting Daffodils<\/em>, click here<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

On Thursday I posted a “true confession” as a writer, here, in which I discussed my very first piece of fan fiction: an eight-year-old’s riff on William Wordsworth’s “Daffodils.” I also noted that, given I was living in tropical Singapore at the time (where daffodils do not occur naturally):\u00a0 “…both my reading of William Wordsworth’s […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10,29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15745","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general","category-influences-on-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15745","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15745"}],"version-history":[{"count":18,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15745\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15854,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15745\/revisions\/15854"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15745"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15745"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15745"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}