Writers & Carpenters

Writing is difficult. Writing well, is another matter altogether.

Carpentry is difficult too. Carpentering well, is another matter. Just like writing well.

Writers get distracted; just like carpenters. Writers and carpenters have their own means of getting distracted. Writers get distracted by style, grammar, method, medium, and such. Carpenters think of paint, cuts, design, trends, and such. (Needless to say, I am making things up for carpenters. I am not a carpenter. Though I would have liked to be one. Come to think of it, I am, perhaps, making things up for writers too!)

When distracted and diffused*, writers write nonsense or trite passages and carpenters make bad furniture or misaligned shelves. And this distraction is perhaps important. For writers and carpenters. It offers an opportunity to move away from the known, experiment, make mistakes, fail (often miserably), learn, and therefore, create something new.

6172: Buddha

After all the wandering through the land of distractions, however, the writer and the carpenter return. To the place where they started. Everything is the same, but nothing is. The intercourse of familiarity and strangeness is at once comforting and disquieting. This conflict is beauty’s birthplace.

The carpenter creates a writing desk for the expression through words, as the writer would, and the writer measures and assembles his words as the carpenter would. The open window is witness: to what the carpenter would like the writer to see and to how the writer sees what the carpenter intended.

It may not happen at first, but it is a stage for success.


* Kathy’s Song, Paul Simon


2 thoughts on “Writers & Carpenters

  1. Interesting. I’m not a carpenter either, although carpentry was our family business for couple of generations. And I’ve seen carpentry closely. I’m probably a maybe/wannabe writer too. The thing where the two different strongly is that one is utilitarian, while the other more other worldy (see if find the right word if I were a writer). Which means to a large extent the author neither has a very clear framework to even know good or bad of her craft, not an obligation to stick to one. Carpenters, sadly, have some of both. And so they seem to not get stuck that much, for better or worse. But that’s not the point, I know. And I like what you did at the end. Like an expert carpenter, joined two seemingly independent pieces into a strong joint. Chisel on. Hang on, my friend. It’s these distractions that will make us eventually. At least I go on on that piece of private fiction.

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