Everyone Still Loves Dr. Seuss
It was the night of this year’s Grammy Awards that I finally figured out why I kept writing such crappy stuff. It was true. I kept trying to write the sophisticated, dark material my classmates were writing. I tried writing a gothic piece, but the only ending I could think of was blowing the house up to kill all the characters. And everyone knows that’s the writer’s way of saying “I have no idea what to do with these fictional people anymore.”
I was overcome with joy when Sam Smith won four Grammys because I’m in love with In The Lonely Hour. It’s so soulful and real. At one of the times he was giving one of his acceptance speeches, he said “Before I made this record, I was doing everything to try and get my music heard,” admitted Smith. “I tried to lose weight and I was making awful music, but it was only until I started to be myself that the music started to flow and people started to listen.”
It was that moment it finally sunk in. People love Sam Smith and his music because he didn’t try to replicate anyone else’s style in that album. He, quite frankly, sung from his heart and mind. People love my silly, sentimental stories. I’m often too focused on figuring out what others want to read instead of writing down what I would want to read. What I really felt. My classic snark and sarcasm was absent from my writing, and therefore I was as well. My most popular pieces (as in the ones that actually get attention on Facebook or win awards at school) are the ones that I truly have a voice in. I can’t be absent from my own writing.
So call my work childlike and simplistic, but the last time I checked, everyone still loves Dr. Seuss.