There are, as there always have been, opinions expressed by every living soul who has received a viable brain through the birth process, and thus a mortal mind processed by that healthy brain. Even when the human body has been deprived of its faculties by injury or disease and has been totally unable to function, while the brain has remained intact and unaffected by physical dysfunction, the human mind has continued to create all varieties of thought, of love, hate, indifference and, consequently, cognitive decisions based on factual opinions and emotional value judgments. Throughout life, the accumulated learning of a human being is indeterminate in terms of quantity and value. If a person seeks to gain knowledge by continually reading the written words of good books and studying the history, science and philosophy lessons they contain, he will be able to write down the expressions of his own mind with fine cunning. Therefore, voracious reading accompanies the acquisition of writing skills.

While this article deals with the type and quality of writing done by every living soul today who creates fiction or non-fiction, prose or poetry through the use of human language, its main purpose is to emphasize the uniqueness and prominence of each and every one of the products of human literary effort, and that the opinions, good or bad, of those many innumerable products are inconsequential to their respective meaning. Especially with the use of a language like English, in its American and British styles and varieties, an individual human being can create an expression of words, clauses, sentences, and paragraphs that in that person’s mind is completely unique and perfectly designed; although another person can read that expression and consider it inferior and totally lacking in quality. Take, for example, the shortest verse in the Holy Bible, “Jesus wept.” Without any other context to support and define them, those two words could be considered totally meaningless and of no literary importance to atheists, agnostics, and non-Christians. However, for any illiterate Christian who has only heard the Bible read, but who believes that Jesus is the Son of God, the only begotten Son of the eternal Father, those two words can mean a lot. Since that two-word verse was originally written during the first century, thousands of fat books have been written by esoteric and persevering men and women on what those two words mean in worship and opposition to Jesus Christ.

As such, whatever someone writes at any given time, about any particular thing or topic, has a particular meaning to that writer or to other people being written about. It has been invariably proven true that what has been produced and regarded as trash writing and rubbish in one age may come to be appreciated and enjoyed as literary greatness in a later age. This is why a writer, any writer, should never sell himself or his literary work as having no discernible value. Opinions invariably vary when it comes to the value of prose and poetry. For example, certain revered early short stories by Ernest Hemingway, rewritten and disguised with different adjectives, adverbs, and prepositions, but of the same meaning and effect, and sent to anonymous publishers, would certainly be rejected for publication, unless under the current authorship. well-published writers. They would be returned to the sender with letters advising them to seriously review grammar, punctuation, syntax, voice, and construction. However, some well-read publishers might recognize the work disguised as Hemingway. However, if Hemingway, under another name, were alive today and writing what he did in his early years, in the gaunt style and fashion he did during the 1920s (such as “Cross-Country Snow” and “Mr. Mrs. Elliot) I seriously doubt that they will be accepted and published without serious and detailed review.

What I mean is that although Hemingway was apparently forced to write, and did, he obviously lacked writing skills at first, but he improved in voice and style each time he wrote. Prolific horror writer Stephen King, several decades later, declared in his only nonfiction book, “On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft,” that serious writing requires serious revision, but that too much revision can rob a story. its sense. uniqueness. However, what someone writes in total obscurity without revision can later be considered, through the efforts of positive literary criticism, to be the true product of genius and mastery. A good example of this is the posthumous greatness of Emily Dickinson’s poetry, which she hid from public view throughout her life. Another example of this could be the “Diary of Anne Frank”. Many literary critics of Anne Frank’s writings were quick to praise the historical significance of Frank’s highly personal work, with little mention of its literary quality. Had the play been wholly fictional and written by a young Christian woman in the years after World War II, it might have been rejected for publication as seriously lacking in notoriety. In other words, what can be written in a very personal way by an ordinary person at a time under extreme hardship could very well later be considered extraordinary, if it is publicized as such by renowned literary critics.

Thus, while I am in the final years of my long pursuit of literary writing, I must admit that very few of my many poetic and prose works, committed to paper and virtual electronic files, have been published in books and magazines for Alter and Flourish However, I will never, ever claim that nothing I have written has been without redemptive value, though I will confess that I have given myself away by not submitting many of my literary products for publication. Forty-five years of literary work have produced a very serious and tasty food for my own reflection and introspection, since what I have written has come more from the heart than from the mind. Therefore, as a final thought, I propose that the cognitive written products of the human mind are undoubtedly and constantly tempered, processed, and refined through the collective and cumulative mercies, kindness, and feelings of the human heart, because it does not pump only blood but the essence of humanity and the will of the God of nature.