A Good Writing Doesn’t Need to be Complicated and Convoluted

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Writing is an art, not an exact science

When you study math, 1+1 = 2 not 3,4,5 or 100. It applies everywhere around the world. Whether you’re in Indonesia or Malaysia, in US or UK, in Sahara or Antartica, 1+1 = 2. You can’t treat writing like a math or physics or chemistry which has many theories, postulates, laws, formulas and hundreds or even thousands of complex mathematical calculations. Sometimes, writing isn’t only about ‘brain’s work’ but also ‘feelings’, except you write a thesis/dissertation/scientific journal/research paper or in other words ‘academic writing’. So, does it mean we can write carelessly without obeying the rules?

Of course, that’s A BIG NO! Although you can write anything you want, you can write in varies forms, you can write with your own style, you still have to obey the rules. Then, what are the rules that must be obeyed?

  • First, originality and authenticity are must! Every writer has their own style and way in expressing their ideas or feelings through writing. They also have their perspective in figuring out the problems or phenomenon around them. Originality is more about how you think independently and creatively when you create something. Meanwhile authenticity is more about the quality of something that you create.
  • Second, plagiarism isn’t permitted! Because you have to be creative and your writings have to be authentic, there shouldn’t be an element of plagiarism in your works. It’s okay to take an inspiration from others, but, don’t be a copycat!
  • Third, pay attention to the use of punctuation, capital letters, spelling, diction, grammar and other writing techniques. Maybe, it’s a bit difficult and troublesome. But, it’s important when you want to publish your writing on media or publish your own book. Because, if the technical things like this get messed up, your work can be rejected. Well, actually, it can be learned while still writing.
  • Fourth, cohesiveness between sentences, paragraphs and title and its contents. Don’t make a clickbait article!
  • Fifth, be careful of typos! If there’re only few typos, no problem. But, too many typos are so annoying and hurt your readers eyes.

No need certain education level or bachelor degree to be a good writer. Because a good writer is forged through learning continuously. It’s not only about ‘raw talent’, but also hardwork and even smartwork. Because talent without hardwork is nothing.

A good writing is simple yet understandable, not complicated and convoluted. You don’t need to use many scientific or difficult words, except you write a thesis/dissertation/scientific journal/research paper or in other words ‘academic writing’. Remember, your readers are from various background. What if they are uneducated people? (I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to insult or underestimate them). Let alone them, even highly educated people sometimes can be lazy and bored when read something too theoretical (I don’t know how about you, but, I feel it XD). They may have different educational,social,cultural and religious backgrounds from you. So, you have to make sure that your explanation can be understood by them. Even better if you can make them relate to what you write. Don’t get me wrong, a simple yet understandable writing isn’t easy to be created. Because not all people can explain difficult and complicated things simply.

Have a great day, everyone! Don’t forget to be happy.

The Number of Likes/Comments/Shares/Followers Doesn’t Show Your Success

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How long have you been blogged? 1 year? 2 years? 3 years? Or just a couple of months? If you have been blogged for several years or if you’re more senior blogger, it’s normal to have many followers on your blog. Because you’re far more experience than newcomers or bloggers who just started blogging for several months. Especially if you’re writer/artist/blogger/famous person whose work is well-known everywhere. It will not difficult for you to gain readers and followers because they’re already know you. So, for you, who’re newcomers or several months bloggers, if you haven’t gotten the attentions and recognitions like them, it’s okay. You’ve just started. You still have long way to go. You need more patiences to learn from them. There’s no instant for success.

Many bloggers quit blogging because they didn’t get the attentions and recognitions as they expected before. I think it’s not only happen on WordPress, but everywhere. The same thing happened on the online community writing that I joined in. Many members there gave up or became lack of spirit because their articles could only attracts few readers/votes/comments/followers. Finally, they never appear and write again on that site.

Another classic reason they often used for quit blogging is they don’t know what should be written. We called it lack of ideas and inspirations. Maybe, they are not really lack of ideas, but they are too strict to the perfection. Maybe, they have many ideas to be written and published, but, they want their writing to be perfect. So, they never start to write anything. Actually, there’s no perfection in this world. Your writings are no exception. No matter how professional you are, no matter how great your works, you won’t ever meet a perfection.

It feels weird if you want to be a great writer but you immadiately give up and quit just because the number of likes/comments/shares/followers that are not meet your expectations. Learning process is indeed not easy. It takes sacrifice, whether it’s mind, energy, time and even money. You’ll also experience pain from learning process, whether it’s fatigue, worry, rejection and even failure. Your success isn’t determined by the number of likes/comments/shares/followers. Good or bad quality of your writing isn’t determined by how often you receive praises for your writing. But, you’ll know how good or bad your writing is, when you never stop writing and brave enough to publish it. A good writing is something that can give benefits for its readers, whether it can be informative, inspirational, motivational and even entertaining to others. And you can be considered as successful when people get the benefit from your writing, even if only 1 or 2 people.

Have a great day, everyone! Don’t forget to be happy.

Literature/Fiction Work Deserves Love and Appreciation

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This morning, I read an article written by a member of online community writing that I joined in. She said that political column on the site should be deleted because it becomes a “battle field” for spreading hate speech, racist abuse and slander. The second reason is because many members or writers who wrote in the column weren’t based on objectivity and good analysis. Most of them wrote based on “like” or “dislike” only.

Even the site was once infiltrated by an ex convict of corruption case (he was once a fugitive because he had fled abroad) using a pseudonym as his account name. And that person often wrote in political column. But, of course, he likes to make a fuss with his writings. I was surprised when I read the fact. I be like, “how come?”

She also criticized why literary/fiction column was treated like a “stepchildren”. She said that literary column doesn’t get love and appreciation like other columns (the writers are no exception T_T). Honestly, I’m happy that she voiced out what we felt because I’m the one of writer in that column haha XD. I bow down 12345789 times to her.

After reading her writing, I became a bit sad. Is the appreciation so low for literature work and its writers? Yeah, maybe because it’s just literature/fiction work, people assume it’s only writer’s imagination, doesn’t provide knowledge at all. Is the assumption true? Haha, people who understand, won’t say things like that!

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a non-fiction haters! If you’re old reader of my blog, you’ll find that most of my posts here are poems and it’s included in fiction work (even though I wrote it based on my own experiences). I read non-fiction books and articles, mostly about humanities, mental health, socio-cultural, lifestyle, religion. But, sometimes I read other topics too. Sometimes, I write something related to those topics although in different forms. It can be poem, prose or opinion. Whatever I want. But, literature, especially poem has special place in my heart. Writing a poem makes me free. Free from telling my stories (whether it’s good or bad) implicitly and I’ll let the readers have their own interpretations. Even I can put in some actual issues on it.

I’ve also read an article that a literature can soften the reader’s heart. Why? Because, in fact, many moral values and life lessons are put in by the writers into their works. Beside that, in literature, especially poem, an inanimate objects seem to have lives and behave like humans. For example : dark swallows light, the sky close its curtain, the universe watches, smiling full moon, morning making out with the sun etc. They are also described as having feelings and can feel certain emotions, such as sad, happy, angry etc. When we can imagine that the moon can smile, the sky can be gloomy, lonely can rule, we will definitely think that if inanimate objects can feel these emotions, what about humans? Whereas, humans have five senses, have brains, have hearts, have thoughts, have feelings. If we can understand this thing, we will not dare to hurt others, both physically and mentally. So, reading a literature/fiction is as useful as reading non-fiction. That’s why it deserves love and appreciation too.

And about politics, actually, I don’t hate it. Politics is good. Sometimes, I read it too if it attracts my interest and assume it as important to be known. But, what makes the political image worse is the politicians and their fanatic supporters who justify any means for power. So, I don’t think it’s politics that I should hate, it’s their behaviour that makes me sick.

Have a great day, everyone! Don’t forget to be happy

Poem | From Morning’s Womb

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Say “good bye” to the night
Say “hello” and “welcome” to the morning
Time separated us
But, we can reunite again in the dusk

If night keeps the mystery
then morning keeps hope
If night unveils the memory
then morning unveils the dream
They keep balancing the cycle
with shifts between morning and night

Morning making out with the sun
The sun is fertilizing the morning
then the children born from the morning’s womb
the crowing roosters
the roar of vehicle and factory machinery
the smell of mother’s cooking and the clink of dishes
even my poem was born from the morning’s womb

Yogyakarta, August 25th, 2019-06.13 a.m.

Prose | A Mother’s Cry

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A mother burst out into tears. She’s crying because her children had a fight. Aren’t they siblings? Aren’t they from the same womb? An older one said that the youngest isn’t their mother’s child. He said that to the youngest because of his darker skin and curly hair.

“Whose child are you? You’re very different from us”,said his older brother.
Even the other mocked him as a “monkey”. The curse came out only because the older brother saw a news on social media stating that his younger brother has damaged the national flag. Whereas, the truth of the news is unclear and questionable. A person who’s spreading the news wasn’t clear too.

Actually, the youngest has so much patiences. He sacrifices his wealth for the sake of his brothers welfare. He volunteered himself to live far away in the eastern mainland just so that his brothers received more attention and affection. Whereas, he has the right to enjoy and utilize his wealth. He also has the same right for attention and affection just like his other brothers. But, his patience reached its limit. Their words hurt him so bad. How could his own brothers said that to him?

Then the youngest released his anger. The chaos happened in some places. The sky became dark. Making a gripping situation. The mother is hurt. She wept for the fate that her children who are now fighting with each other. She felt that it’s her failure to be a good mother for her children.

We were born from the same womb. We were born from “Ibu Pertiwi’s” womb. Don’t we remember that she used to live in suffering and oppression for centuries? Those evil hands attacked her, robbing her of anything valuable to take home.

Tears and blood of the warriors has freed her. Thousands of lives have been risked so that she gained the victory and freedom. Freedom that makes her able to breath freely. Freedom that can make her give birth and care for us till we grow up.

Oh mother, please forgive us, your troublemaker children, for ignoring your advice.
Oh mother, please forgive us for making you cry, and maybe you regret for giving birth to us.

Yogyakarta, August 23rd, 2019-09.11 p.m.

*) Notes : this prose was inspired by racist abuse insident toward Papuan students in Surabaya, Indonesia which eventually triggered demonstration at some places in Papua, such as Manokwari, Jayapura, Sorong etc on August 19th, 2019. This chaos stems from a hoax on social media which stated that Papuan students have damage the red-white flag (Indonesian National’s flag) during Independence Day. As a result, Papuan student dorm in Surabaya was under siege by the masses. The Police raided the dorm and temporarily detaining 43 students before sending them back at night.

references :

https://en.tempo.co/read/1237709/police-hunt-social-media-account-inciting-riots-in-papua accessed on August 19th

https://en.tempo.co/read/1239004/papua-riot-62-social-media-accounts-identified-as-provocateurs accesed on August 23rd

Poem | The Chaos Has Started

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I don’t know what’s on their minds
provoked by social media
again? this time?
didn’t they ever learn from the past?

People drowned in their anger
threw the stones
broke the fence
the curse word filled up the sky
making pollutions

Meanwhile elsewhere, the mob went berserk
burned the tires
burned the Regional House of Representatives
streets are blocked
shops and banks couldn’t run their business
eye for eye
tooth for tooth
blood for blood
yeah, the chaos has started

Yogyakarta, August 21st. 2019-06.32 a.m.

*) May there’s no violence based on racism around us anymore. Stop ruining unity in diversity cause the world is more beautiful with it!

Poem | The Fate of Messengers Nowadays

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He was at the crossroad
near the traffic light
shouting to the drivers that stopped there
offered the latest news every morning

Sometimes, he was going around
passing narrow alleys, village roads, people’s homes and office buildings
by his bike
or motorcycle

He came to my house
every Sunday morning
brought newspaper for my dad
brought magazine for me

He introduced me to the words
He introduced me to many names, events, places and times
It’s a part of my childhood life
that I still remember well

I don’t know if people still remember you or not
cause we often forget the history
and forget to thank the kindness
that someone has ever did

You’re not a celebrity
not a minister
not a president
not someone who sacrifices his life in the battlefield
So, what’s the importance to remember?

They’re not really disappeared
cause I still find few
at the crossroad
near the traffic light
even though you never come again
every Sunday morning
or going around
passing narrow alleys, village roads, people’s homes and office buildings

I can’t blame on change
cause it will happen
unstopable
the old one will be replaced by the new one
the old one has destroyed
the new one has created

Maybe, someday it’s just a history
but, I hope people will remember you
as the cutting edge of literacy and democracy

Yogyakarta, August 19th, 2019-11.23 a.m.

Poem | Trance

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I don’t know who you are
Is it the same person?
Is it the same body but different soul?

Can’t notice the surrounding, but not blind
Can’t hear any noises, but not deaf
Can’t talk even one word, but not mute
cause lost and focus are only limited by the thin line

She’s not hangover
It’s not the side effect of drink or drugs
She’s not crazy
She just lost in her own world

She entered the zone
left the time and space behind
gathered all of feels and memories
went into the deeper level
suddenly, the deep low voice greeted, “welcome home, little girl!”

Yogyakarta, August 18th, 2019-07.11 p.m.

Poem | Small Notes on Independence Day

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[Singing] “…Indonesia raya merdeka merdeka
Tanahku negeriku yang kucinta
Indonesia raya merdeka merdeka
Hiduplah Indonesia raya”

-pieces of Indonesian National Anthem, Indonesia Raya-

“Merdeka” is not only about how loud you sing Indonesia Raya
“Merdeka” is not only about how strong you stand in the sun heat during a flag ceremony
“Merdeka” is not only about how often you participate in Independence Day celebrations (in Indonesia we called it tujuhbelasan)
“Merdeka” is not only about how you memorize the names of national heroes and historical events complete with the year of its occurence

“Merdeka” is about how you advance the nation’s civilization with what you have
Stretch out your hands
to those who live in poverty
Use your strength
to protect those who are weak
Use your power
to uphold the law and justice
don’t let the rulers play with the law
don’t let the justice be bought by bourgeouis family
Light their hearts and minds
with knowledge and wisdom
don’t let them be cruel and heartless oppressors

No more tears
No more bloodshed
No more barrier
We are used to living in difference
but, we are able to move together
and I don’t want anyone to destroy it

Yogyakarta, August 17th, 2019-10.00 a.m.-on 74th Indonesian Independence Day

*) notes : “Merdeka” is a word in the Indonesian and Malay language meaning independent or free.

Prose | The Story of Two Rooms

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I only have one heart. But, there’re two rooms on it. Room 1 is just like a veranda in our home. Room 2 is just like the inside of our home.

Room 1 appears itself in a form that can be recognized by others because it’s in the outside. It has “two sides” : good or bad. Even though people often identify it as something bad.

Room 2 is harder to see with the naked eyes. It’s more special. Cause only you and Him know more what’s hidden inside. He designed it for you as a gift.

In the middle between the two rooms, there’s one space that connects the two. It’s on the top and highest position. It can lean on room 1 or room 2. It can incline to “good” or “bad”. Depends how you treat and use it. It can lead you to the light or darkness. It can lead you to the wisdom or destruction.

Room 1, room 2 and the middle room between the two are like a congruent triangle love affair. All of them form harmony even though they often fight each other. One of these three is mising, the balance will be broken. Cause all three have created a perfection in us as human beings.

Yogyakarta, August 15th, 2019-07.03 p.m.

*) Notes : The prose explains about the relationship between human mind and heart. Mind and heart are like two sides of a coin that can’t be separated. Without mind, heart can’t provide for life. Without heart, mind often does damage. I got an inspiration to write this prose after read a philosophy article about the same topic. The writer said that our heart is only one but consists of two rooms or entities (outer and inner) with different characteristics. The outer heart represents lust while the inner heart (or often called conscience) represents God’s traits that are internalized in every humans. Meanwhile mind is an entity that complements both of them, so, it makes us different from His other creatures, such as animal and plants.