Environmental Reporting

When we talk about creative writing we often fall into the following trap: considering it as the fruit of the "beautiful style" and daughter of unspecified "innate gifts" from which it would arise automatically, as water does from a mountain source. Instead, creative writing can be cultivated with constant exercises, and everyone can experience it. However, as if this were not enough, this trap hides another: to think that there are gifted people, educated who work at writing services and face with such messages "i need someone to write my essay here" day after day and, therefore, custodians of the ability to write creatively and others, denied, who instead must be content with the words of others. Let's face it, creative writing is nothing more than the ability to make something happen, of course, and fix it on paper with words that didn't exist before, not like that. No flashes of the mind, therefore, no baroque music. Creative writing is being present to oneself and, therefore, knowing the joy of this presence. There would be much to say about the concept of presence, often put to the test by an increasingly frenetic society, which confuses us and overlaps the concepts of "experience" and "performance". The first is devoted to living uprightly as it happens, the second focuses on the end in itself, and leads us to live everything as a means to an end, and not as an end in itself. There would be a great deal to say about the role of the mind and about that "ergo sum" that does not derive, oscillating like pendulums between a future that worries us and a past that does not satisfy us or perhaps does not belong to us completely, but from the quiet and sincere desire to live there the only thing there is: the present. The moment. This moment, just as it happens.