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WHAT YOU ARE READING is about, well, nothing really. Rather than a traditional story, the following is an exercise in developing my writing style while attempting to keep you entertained. There’ll be no settings for you to imagine, no heroes for you to follow and no villain to make your blood freeze in your veins. Plot: nope. Theme: strike two. Dialogue? That’s right, no dialogue either. But you can hear me whispering in your ear, can’t you? No, not in your ear, in your mind. I may not be able to say your name or today’s date, but I am here with you, speaking to you. And you are replying, aren’t you?
Go ahead and laugh—I am.
Like a Tolkienesque wizard of wonderful words, I am in your mind pulling the strings connected directly to your emotions—the gateway to your soul. At first this may seem like an apt assumption, but I see myself more as a Jedi apprentice. I am in a Jedi writing mind-meld, my pen an azure blade of pure energy.
With little conscious thought, I arrange letters into words and those words into sentences of varying lengths to evoke pace and tension. My pen weaves intricate patterns on the page as if it were a natural extension of my body, each stroke so precise it appears as though the words are creating themselves and I am merely the vessel.
Do or do not: there is no try.
Notice how each paragraph contains a series of sentences that add meaning upon meaning in a logical progression of thought until the last, which ties the whole idea together and prepares you for the next; and how the words flow with contrasting sound and rhythm. Some statements grab your attention. Others remain as long-winded as ever, allowing you to dwell on what I’m saying. They are intentionally arranged this way to downplay their importance, distract you from the many subliminal messages and create, in you, a sense of unease and confusion.
Inflection, suggestive power, rhythm and cadence: these are the weapons at my disposal.
So far the mood has been quite casual—inviting—and not at all alarming. But now that I’ve brought this to your attention, you might expect things to change. Don’t worry, I’m not using mind tricks on you. This is foreshadowing at work.
About the Author
Editor and contributor Emanuel Cachia won the 2011 Melton Short Story Competition, was Highly Commended in the 2010 competition and the 2010 Henry Lawson Literary Awards and was on the short listing panel for the 2012 Ada Cambridge Prize for Biographical Prose. He is a freelance editor, book producer, workshop facilitator and, when time allows, an avid gamer. He has a Diploma of Professional Writing and Editing, is studying a Bachelor of Communications and dedicates his writing to his wife and two children, who mean worlds to him.
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