It's all in the head (and it's not what you are thinking!) - Part 3
Triggers that helped me crank up my copy
Coaxing the Muse:
Which brings me to a burning question, for
which I beg to digress: what is the writer’s biggest fear? The absence of the
Muse’s munificence, wouldn’t you agree?
And although I haven’t really worked in an
office - my living room being my office - I can recollect occasions when I have
in vain taken a break for the third cup of over-boiled tea, switched on the TV
and watched with the disinterest of a tiger over an annoying flea, and then
switched it off again. And as the deadline approaches and my heart starts to palpitate, in utter
desperation I break into a song, do a jig, holler instructions to an overworked
maid, have a bath, and voila (phew, more like!), there it comes, with a B
BANG!
I scramble out
of the bath muttering the words over and over again lest I forget, while all
the while frantically searching for my pad and pencil to jot it down! Yes, has
it happened to you, too?
Or when you are
exercising your vocal chords, singing your song a decibel louder than what is
reasonable to the human ear when your teen hollers back to calm down as the
radio isn’t going anywhere too soon? Yes? When all of a sudden, it comes right
there as you add the turmeric powder to your gravy! Yes?
It happens some of the time to me. More
specifically, in my career - that spans a little less than a decade - I have
been thus inspired only on two occasions.
This is not to
suggest that you too will not be inspired by your Muse often? On the contrary,
perhaps you could, even more so. But what a waste of time not to mention the lost
opportunities, of not having exercised your creativity while you waited for
your Muse?
All I am saying
is this: do not depend on the Muse for inspiration. Coax her, woo her. Pick up
that pen and begin thinking about the product you have neatly written across
the paper. Stride up and down the room, read a book, watch TV for awhile, all
the time thinking of the product with a pad by your side. Your Muse will not
fail you. Eventually, you will get to her.
If you on the
other hand want a spontaneous outpouring of your Muse, then you might just have
to spend a long time waiting. At least that’s what happened to me. Of the 40
odd memorable headlines that I have written, I can recollect only two that came
from out of the blue. Not that they were bad, and by no means can they be
treated flippantly, but like I said, they are few and far between. If you can
just think about the thirty-eight odd others, just imagine the lost
opportunities I would have been faced with had I waited for the Muse to come to
me.
To you, dear
reader - if you want to make it big - I say, if she ain’t acquiescing to your
proposal, run after her like the Devil was behind you, or forever be damned to
ignominy, if hell might even want to take you. You are trapped either way: either
the Devil or a life worse than Hell. Take your pick.
For what it’s
worth, here are a couple of my favourites that need coaxing from the lot:
If you are
thinking what I am then you could do it to, if you are not lazy, that is!
As promised my
two coaxed out headlines:
Love is Fickle; a diamond is forever
De Beers – For Love that lasts forever
And relatively
easier was the following headline for the brand, Bryl:
God Created Eve, and the Devil, Bryl
I call this a case of Bulimia, when the Muse has to be
spat out!
These are
examples of the times when nothing seems to be working for you. You have tried
all the permutations, all the combinations, everything. You may even have
thought that that particular product was jinxed and you sought help to unjinx
it? Just kidding.
I remember a
particular problem I was facing. How in the world can you rewrite a classic?
Can you rewrite it at all? Should you? Is it ethical? And most importantly, are
you going to be compared with the classic?
I was stumped. I looked at the pad. In it I
had scribbled the words, De Beers. It stared back at me, challenging me to
rewrite the line.
I have a habit,
a bad one if I may say so, of striding up and down the living room. So that’s
what I did for two hours a day everyday even the weekends, in search for my
Muse. All in vain!
I cannot today
honestly recollect just how long it took me. It must have been pretty long,
close to two weeks when I gave up and wrote the slogan back on the paper:
A diamond is forever
And then I
thought: hang on a second. Shouldn’t that be love? That love is forever?
And then an idea took germ. I then extended
the thought. Love is not always forever; in fact, it very rarely is. That’s
when it struck me and I fleshed out the idea. Here is what I wrote:
Love is Fickle; a Diamond is forever
De Beers – For Love that lasts forever
That day I
learned a very important lesson: Never wait for the Muse. Invoke her whenever
there is work to do, sometimes even when there is no work at all. You will be
thrilled, your clients happy, and the best part of it all, your wallet will be
loaded with moolah, sometimes enough for a life-time. Isn’t the effort then worth
all the trouble – and for just two hours a day?
No? How about if I said, you could be well on your way to earning a
seven-digit salary right here in India if you did what I did? Would that
interest you?
Then read on,
there’s more...
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