The kid within us….

Art by Kakotomirai

Art by Kakotomirai

I think this is kind of refreshing and I believe everyone should do that once in a while.

Today I went to the grocery… Yes, we writers need food too… It was early and the streets were empty, so I did something like what’s in the picture; I imagined something abnormal in a normal place. It is a good exercise for the brain, you get to give your creative part lying in there a start up.

Try it out, even if you are inside your house. It will revive the kid inside you. That kid is really important for us, it is a part inside you that will never gets old and will always keep you entertained.
Having a kid’s imagination with an adult’s means of expressing those imaginations is what differentiate a true creative artist from an artist. Art has many ways to reveal itself, through writing, through music, through… well, you can fill in if you want to, but art will always start from a picture from your head, imagined to be seen by your eyes, imagined to be heard through your ears, tasted through your lips… imagined.

I will look through the window after this post, to see through my inner kid’s eyes my words disturbing the clouds as it leaves to you.

~ A. H. Amin

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Everything is permitted when we are creative… Part 5

How do you see it? And how do you want us to see it?

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Comes in handy when you need to go formal

Creatively created for the thinkers

Creatively created for the thinkers

Now, everyone can see what you see

Now, everyone can see what you see

Cool Peephole. Now you'll get excited every time someone comes rings your bell.

Cool Peephole. Now you’ll get excited every time someone rings your bell.

Art you don't want to squash.

Art you don’t want to squash.

People will know if you are not lying, you really are writing...

People will know if you are not lying, you really are writing…

Someone must write your biography after all...

Someone must write your biography after all…

 

It gave the place a heart and soul...

It gave the place a heart and soul…

Who wouldn't add that guy?

Who wouldn’t add that guy?

They say the universe is still expanding, your imagination started bigger than that…

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Everything is permitted when we are creative… Part 4

‘Be aware of how much can you accomplish… you will realize that you have been a stranger to yourself the whole time’

How do you think that sounds?

Why not? You already have a pen…

By a simple idea you can make our hearts flutter…

A whole new meaning for the phrase ‘Honey kisses’

Even though created momentarily, its effect is grand…

After all, they are only there when the sun wants them out, so why not dressing them up?

It won’t be associated with danger anymore…

You have a flashlight and you have a creative mind… make our jaws drop.

Your art can make us more responsible.

A camera, your friends and your imagination… that’s all you needed all along.

 

“The greatest masterpieces were once only pigments on a palette.” ~ Henry S. Hoskins

 

 

 

 

My ongoing journey as a writer…

My works are not the results of the last 5 years, they are the result of my entire life, starting from my childhood. I attended with my body every day in our world, but my mind was suspended in its place between many. Starting school exactly after the Iraqi war with Kuwait was over made me one of the most unpopular kids in my classes. The sure result was isolation. I created my own corner, and it grew bigger, opening the doors for many other fantasies and new characters, personas that shaped me within time. The only person who made my life easier was my older brother who never stopped being there for me when things get rough, which is why I created the main character in his honor.

My isolation and imagination was the conditioner for the fragment of the art’s soul lying within me, it made me become what I am right now, that fragment was bound to grow in the direction it did right now because it had me as the catalyst. My first time to unleash it was in my university years in Emirates (which is one of the locations in my novel). I met my best friends over there who introduced me to their own fragments, we connected those pieces together and ended up with an idea for a movie.

I started finally when I was on my own after I changed my major and decided to change my university. During that time, I took the liberty to share and place my ideas on paper instead of just having them pass by on my mind. The first idea was ‘Psychs’, it grew too much until eventually it possessed me and made me talk about her. Two days later, my friend called me, asking about my idea while he was inside a DVD store, he thought it was a movie. And thus the path was clearer in my journey, and I didn’t waste anytime walking through it.

My publishing experience had a disastrous start which will lead me eventually to experience. I thought that all you needed was a print house and that’s it… right?… Wrong. I found one and ended up with a thousand copy of my book but, and here’s the kicker, with no real ISBN number. So imagine how hard it was to convince bookstores to place my book in them. I succeeded eventually in Kuwait, they were really nice with me and thanks to them, my novel became a bestseller over there. It was a small victory but it felt big. I started with a new publishing house now, AuthorHouse (Parent company is Penguin) and I have never felt more comfortable. They are really professionals and thanks to them, my book can be obtained worldwide. And the latest news was the Kirkus review, but I will share that later in the near future.

This is a picture of my desk… It soothes me whenever I sit there.

So… since I shared my real story of how I became a writer, I would like to share what I wrote with you all.

Psychs is all about fusing reality with fantasy… sound’s familiar? I guess I couldn’t avoid using that clay of my life in the novel. My center was Hassan, my main character and my tribute to my older brother, I thought of him and then the story sprang. He’s someone with eight spirits connected to him by one fateful event. Those spirits will soon become his teachers and give him their knowledge so he can be able to lead another life, where he gets to use his gift and their knowledge for good.

Here’s a pre-publication video of me talking about my novel: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0bhMMxhb2ZI

And here’s the novel’s cool widget: http://book2look.com/vBook.aspx?id=BYOlb1oXNc

I decided to write this post as my way to share my experience and to raise the curiosity of other authors and avid readers to ask questions. I was always on the lookout for author’s stories, and I loved it when I see how alike we sometimes are.

I would love to answer questions from readers, bloggers and authors. You may end up learning something or better yet, teaching me too. I’m not too proud to not admit that.

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Some stories are meant to happen

 

Today’s date brought back some great memories of one of my favorite movies of all time,’ V For Vendetta’, a dystopian thriller by James McTeigue, it was based on one of the greatest works by Alan Moore and David Lloyd. The reason why I love that movie is not only because it has one of the greatest dialogues, characters and storyline, but because the element and the hidden item they placed inside the movie made me realize that this story was destined to be created. The element is… the V letter.

The use of the letter V in that movie was both prominent and concealed at the same time. An example of the former is when the main character ‘V’ introduced himself to ‘Evey’, another protagonist in the movie, this is what he said:

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villian by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengence; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.’

It’s like English and terms existed for that movie. When he asks for Evey’s name, he pauses and say’E… V’, E being the fifth letter in the alphabet, and we all know what’s the Roman number for five, (V), and also… V. The lastly mentioned was something hidden.

I started to notice every ‘V’ related items in the movie and I loved how the writer had connected them skillfully in the story. There’s a scene I remember that made me the only one in the cinema theater to laugh, because I was the only one who understood it, I play the piano and there’s a scene in the movie where ‘V’ sneaks on a man who was listening to music, the background music played Beethoven’s 5th symphony, 5th… ‘Roman V’.

The quote in ‘V’s’ mirror, ‘Vi Veri Vniversum Vivus Vici’  are formed of Five V words, and the word Vniversum is actually written with a U, but even though, it was written with the letter ‘V’ because in old Latin, the letter “U” was written as a “V.” I just discovered this fact recently. There are a lot of ‘V’ hidden items but I don’t want to spoil the movie for anyone. You can visit here if you have seen the movie and be amazed .

Some people have that moment when creating art, realizing that what’s around us was made for what we create, you just have to look carefully until eventually you start to see the thin threads that tie them together, and eventually you’ll end up with a masterpiece.

One of my favorite quotes in the movie

How do I live…

 

 

Oh yes, that’s how I lived my entire life ever since my memory recalls. I remember when my vessel was a kid’s size, walking in my neighborhood and answering to my neighbors and friends not by my name, I only answer when they call me Duke Fleed, a character from an old Japanese cartoon I love called Grendizer. Ninja Turtles became the next big thing so I became Leonardo afterward. I had more Aliases as a child than a senior government spy agent.

When I became older, much older I contained my world and characters inside my head, so much that eventually I stray away with my thoughts, sometimes gestures come out from me. Only my younger brother noticed them, and he knew why. My first time to ever share what’s inside my head was when I met a group of students who were discussing the making of a movie, it was about paranormal events that occur inside the students dorm. All I did was gave what I had imagined ever since I’ve been there, every time I looked at the escape ladder, the back alley or even the very unusual set of keys the doorman held… I realized how blessed I was for having a retained imaginative mind.

I believe it is important for a writer to never grow up, or should I say, never forget how it feels to be amazed, and through that, writers will know how to make readers retain or regain their child-like passion to indulge into new imaginations and new experiences.

Happy writing and reading everyone.

The One lovely blog award…

My sincere appreciation to my fellow blogger who nominated me for the ‘One Lovely Blog Award’, he’s an adventurer, a poet and a kind man. Introduce yourselves to him through his blog – A Pirate’s Haven – his hospitality has no boundaries.

 

The One Lovely Blog Rules of Acceptance

Thank the person/people who nominated you and link back to them in your post.
Share seven possibly unknown things about yourself.
Nominate fifteen or so bloggers you admire.
Contact the chosen bloggers to let them know and link back to them.

– Seven things you may not know – and maybe shocked by – about me:-

1- I was engaged once, but fate’s currents were too strong for me to hold on.

2- If I feel happy all the time I would think that I’m doing something wrong.

3- When I was a kid, they used to call me Casper… I’m friendly with a big head.

4- (You may hate me for this one) My darkest fantasy: Whenever I see a kid just learned how to clumsily walk, wearing a big diaper and a squeaky shoes I feel the urge to kick him.

5- If you bash my head, classical movies come out.

6- Football (the other football my American readers) is my passion.

7- I keep a box of memories of things I obtained and got for the first time, like the bill of my first cellphone and the picture of my first love… can you imagine what else I have in there?

 

My nominations and heart goes to my fellow bloggers, who through their writing, images, worlds and kindness have touched me:-

1- Gina Lawless

2- The Bucket List

3-  Natasha

4- Paula Acton

5- Her name is Jordan

6- Yi-Ching Lin

7- Path of three hundred

8- Alice Brook

9- Win Charles

10- Happenence

11- Notebook Pages

12- Ketch’s Book Nook

13- Story Addict

 

 

Writing… my way to give shape to my persona

In this new post, I want to share how I started writing? What it represents to me? How  it changed my other aspects of life?

‘No matter who you are, it’s not always who you’ll become’

I was not a reader as a kid, nor was I at my early adult life, other than what my school throws at me, I picked nothing to read. I didn’t know the luxury of reading, not so many did where I’m from. Fun meant having your clothes dirty at the end of the day. I even quit my piano lessons to have more time playing soccer, basketball, or anything that has running in it. Just when I became isolated from that world, I saw a book by chance, the cover read ‘Don’t read it alone at home’. I started reading ever since, a lot, not realizing that I am conditioning the fragment of the art’s soul lying within.I was subconsciously learning what it takes to be at THAT league, the league where great writers exist in.

I started to write when I shared my ideas to a group of students I met, they wanted to make a movie about paranormal events happening at the hostel. When I saw how my ideas made them excited to do their movie, I realized that I had the potential. Collecting thoughts was the second thing to follow. I shared one with my dear friend, he called me later, asking about the movie I was talking about, thinking that my idea for my book was a movie. My thanks to him, he encouraged me to sit down and write.

Sitting down was easy, writing was the first bump I encountered. That’s when I became aware of how much my reading had helped. The moment I started to press the keyboards, the words flew smoothly out of my head, and through my fingers.

‘Art is a single soul divided to all’

I realize that we are all jigsaw pieces of the greatest picture ever created, we differ from each other in the way we represent our persona, our other selves lying dormant within. Everyone have their own purpose. Learning, working, finding love or getting married… they are necessities, like breathing, and they define our race, nothing more. But a purpose, is something else, its using the very bit of the divine soul that created us all. We get an euphoric feeling when we create, so if there’s a way to feel that you are doing the right thing, it would be through that, and that’s what writing to me.

‘When you do something that requires growing as you go along, everything in you grows with it’

The more I write and read, the faster, better, and clearer my brain becomes. You can learn a lot from using your imagination, in creating something, or in imagining characters and events too. You become creative in your other aspects of life, and of course, doing well in something will give more space for our self esteem to fill.