Every Word Written

Close up Michel Butor in Paris, France on March 06, 2008.“Every word written is a victory against death.”

Amongst all the riches that writing brings, cheating death may be the most prolific.

We all die.

Mortality and taxation are the only constants.

And while our memory lives on in the hearts of family and friends, when the bell tolls, the world doesn’t pause, clocks don’t stop, rivers don’t cease to flow.  Whether you’ve lived a life of fortune and notoriety, or a nondescript existence, all is forgotten, in due time.

But for writers of any stature; a King, a Rowling, a first-time self-published author, death has been dealt a significant blow.  When you depart this earth, when you embark upon your epic journey, someone, somewhere, will eventually stumble across your words.  And when they do, they will reflect upon your thoughts, your ideas, they will know your secrets, embrace your fears, and rediscover a soul departed.

A writer’s voice is reborn with each new reader, mysteries reopened, passions reignited.  Words echo the writer’s spirit, long after death, capturing a moment in time, preserving it for an eternity.

Unlike any other medium, the written word establishes an intimate bond between two individuals – the author and the reader.  Whenever I pick up one of my favorite novels, Jurassic Park, I channel Michael Crichton’s spirit, each word on the page speaking directly to me, a connection of two minds, separated by time and space, one physical, one ethereal, but connected all the same.

A neat trick – to speak to the living from beyond the grave.

Authors live on, with each new generation.

Cheating death, with every word written.

Until next time,

35 thoughts on “Every Word Written

  1. Yes! That was what I said when I published my first work – I can die anytime cause I’ve left a piece of me behind.

    Not sure why it matters, but it does.

    There was even a post by a writer in a group that said “there is no use in trying to create something new to be famous, that Bram Stoker wasn’t famous, nor Mary Shelly,” and on and on …I disagree whole heartedly.
    Whether or not I am famous is not the point – however for my name to be talked about 1000 years from now – to have people blend and re-write and use my idea is the ultimate goal. That is how we become truly immortal.

    It may be short, but you nailed it Mike. Great post.

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    • Thanks Theresa. A hundred years from now, most of us won’t be remembered or recognized in old family photos (taken with an IPhone 7), other than on some great-great-great grandchild’s grade 8 genealogy assignment. Sad to think, but true. I figure every little bit you can do to leave your mark (in a positive way), is worthwhile.
      Cheers!

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  2. That is absolutely right. The written word is forever. That is why I am sorry my dad never got any of his poetry which is all written in Latvian translated. However as much as I can I am writing about him on NIUME now and eventually take on the task of translating some of his work.

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    • That is fantastic. A wonderful tribute. I regret not listening more carefully when my parents would talk about their home country (Ukraine), their relatives still there, and the challenges of starting a new life in Canada. I plan to write a journal, one day, of my recollections, hopefully, in the not too distant future.
      Translating your father’s work will be challenging, especially poetry, but that’s what will make it all that special and worthwhile. Best of luck!

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  3. Great blog, Mike. Much like Van Gogh or Picasso, when you publish what you write, it may not sell in your lifetime.
    However, your words & thoughts live on in perpetuity even though you may have left this mortal coil. Someone will read & carry your memories.
    Very inspiring.

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    • We never know how our words might influence someone, tomorrow, years from now, someone on the opposite side of the world, young or old. We’re all connected, so why not share a piece of ourselves for future generations? Cheers, thank you Anne!

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  4. Such a brilliant post. I always try and imagine long gone writers creating their masterpieces, inspired by sea, desert, loss or happiness.
    I love to think that after I’m gone someone will discover my book (still haven’t published it) and it will inspire them

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  5. Powerful little post Mike! It reminded me of reading Steven Covey’s 7 habits book. In the book it had you write your own eulogy. What did you do with your dash? Meaning, how did you use your time between birth and death? Oddly enough, we put off our thing, (what ever that thing is for you) thinking we have plenty of time accomplish it, that would be at the beginning of the dash. Then we ride our dash till it’s almost at it’s end, only to realize, I need to get that thing done. I’m running out of time! Thanks for the post.

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    • Thanks John. Ah yes, the dreaded ‘dash’. I actually incorporated that term into some dialogue in the book I’m working on. I always liked that reference. I like the eulogy idea, could be quite the eye opener for some.
      Cheers, thanks for commenting!

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  6. I write to immortalise people who have made a difference in other,s lives like my blogs called Everything fades, A life worth living, Remember Djamila, Gabar Buri etc. It is not about me because I am just a drop in the ocean or a grain of sand on a beach.

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  7. Great blog Mike! My mom always tells me a similar thing. And I find her words so supporting and wise. And Im so happy to come across someone who thinks the same. It was a privilege reading this post ♡

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