Life is just one big car accident...it's never pleasant when you're struck down by a black Ford truck as you're crossing an intersection. =)
(In no way are you required to read all of this
—Background info. does not make the writer...it's what they write that's important; everything else is just extra.)
Born in Whittier, California, a town named after the great American poet John Greenleaf Whittier, I began writing poetry at a young age.It was a slow process at first, but eventually it became a great hobby of mine and I continued to write throughout my life.In high school after writing tons of poetry and daily journals, I began to study the works of Edgar Allan Poe before writing a senior project on the great poet, along with a short collection of poetry of my own.
After that, I applied to CaliforniaStateUniversity, Chico and after my acceptance I became heavily involved in the English department; attending poetry readings, joining literary and editing clubs, and doing whatever I could for my beloved department. After meeting a few other published poets and writers, I began working on my own collection. Eventually after a year of work, I compiled what I came to call The Photos in the Closet, a collection of poems written about memories, people, and events in my life.Several poems I took from two chapbooks (My Other Life & The Girl in the Hall) I had created before the actual publishing of the book, but many had been written specifically for that publication.
People often wonder where they’ll be in the future or what beauties are in our world?These are the things I wonder and think about in my favorite place in the whole world; in the world of my writing.This is the world where anything is possible, where beauty and pain are met in a single place, where it all will end.At this place I can embrace the arms of the women I cannot have; I can die and be reborn, and so on.
Through my writing I hope never to die, but I do express the realm of death and all that may come with it.In an Emily Dickinson manner, I wish for my written word to be continued after my death (all which is found that I could not share in life).Yet I still wish to put out work similar to Whitman; in many editions/versions.
Through poetry I can express my emotions and show a world of color without using brush strokes or even dragging out my meaning.I can forge the written word into pieces of poetry through the four temperaments of: story, structure, music (the sound), and imagination (what is seen and pictured in the mind, even almost felt).These temperaments allow for a work to reach a level of perfection that is more than ordinary.
What I like about my world is that I can get lost in it and lose myself from the real world.I can paint with all the colors of the spectrum through my writing, and show individuals the beauty that is found in my mind.I can relive times I’ve enjoyed, experiences, and the other joys of life.I can find beauty in the simplest of things, just by observing and giving it life in my writing.The world is mine to write about.I am given the simplest things like a pencils grip, right down to the tiniest atoms to write about, and I know that with my life I can give life to it all.I can show how the long slender neck of my pencil shines as the glimmering sunlight creeps its way through the windowsill and bounces of its clear coated surface.I can show how the protons and neutrons of an atom dance around its lonely central nucleus with other atoms and their protons and neutrons which create a bond; forming the wonderful dance floor we call a molecule.I can write about anything my mind focuses itself on and there are endless possibilities to write about for me or anyone else in the realm of literature.
People might wonder why I have chosen to make literature my favorite escape place, and to them I say it’s because unlike a single solid location, I can be anywhere at once, I can be whoever I choose to be, and so on.I can be climbing the mountains of a doomed location, I can be swimming down in the deepest depths, and I can even be female or genderless in this world.Not that I want to be either of those, but the world of literature holds endless possibilities and I merely mean to walk through each road placed before me.Through literature one can do things that they would not normally do or care to do in the real world.Yet through this form of exploration, people are given a sense of interest in strange new topics or even worlds far beyond their own.
With time, an art can be perfected and like any great writer, one follows previous writers that have come before them.I may not be at the same caliber as my idols: Edgar Allan Poe, Walt Whitman, or Emily Dickinson, but with the help of them and other writers, I have formed and created my style of writing.Yet, with time comes greater growth.The only way to succeed is to write without over thinking a piece to failure and to just let it be as it comes out on the page.My first pieces of work may not have been as great, but I have continued to write and develop it all into something greater and more enriching.This is something I hope to spread to other young writers in time.
Whittier, CA USA
Author of The Photos in the Closet (2009)
CSU, Chico Creative Writing Minor
CSU, Chico English Education Major
CSU, Chico Publishing and Editing certificate Program
Daniel E. Lopez was heavily influenced by authors such as Edgar Allan Poe, Emily Dickinson, Walt Whitman and his own personal memories & torments.
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