Do you ever get the feeling that you would recognise a writer by their texts? Even when subjects and themes vary, there’s something distinctly them about their writing, and sometimes it’s so obvious that you only have to read a paragraph to recognise who it’s by.
In my mind, the landscape of my soul will always be a place.
I think one of the most recognisable characteristics in a writer’s texts is the quality of their soul. In Finnish, we sometimes refer to this quality as sielunmaisema, which literally translates to ‘the landscape of the soul’. It could be your general character, but in my mind, the landscape of my soul will always be a place. Today, I want to share that landscape with you.
This place sets my heart on fire – what ignites your soul?
The landscape of my soul is present in my grandparents’ house. If people are made of stardust, then parts of my stars must have fallen in that place. Everything seems to fall into place there. It is a getaway that infuses my soul with possibility and inspiration.
Each day spent by the landscape of my soul shapes me as a writer. It’s a place I find myself revisiting in my plays, in my novel drafts and poems.
But how do you approach explaining the landscape of your soul to others? You don’t. You only write it into every word. In fact, it’s impossible to escape your landscape – it is that horizon behind your eyelids, that overwhelming feeling of home.
When you look back at your writing, where does the landscape of your soul reveal itself? Is it in the settings; in the people, in the words they use, or in the songs they sing? You claim truths in your works – what are they?
I find myself writing my landscape as though I was on the verge of losing it. My landscape is in the places where my characters hide. It’s infused in their names and in their values. It shines in the claims I make of this world.
What places awaken your writer’s soul? Where do you feel most alive, most creative?
Show me your landscapes in your Instagram. Use the hashtag #writetheworldmorebeautiful and tell me about the landscape of your soul – and feel free to tag me (@infinitelyobscure) in the description so I get notified. I can’t wait to see where your stars have fallen.