Response to Stephen King's "What Writing Is"

Stephen King refers to writing as something that transports him, no matter where he is. He carries a book with him everywhere he goes, and has an audiobook playing in the car every time he drives, specifically unabridged audiobooks. My mother does almost the exact same, due to her high stress job and having to drive at least a half hour to get there. It's a way for her to distance herself from the real world for whatever amount of time she can. "You just never know when you'll want an escape hatch...", says King.
               I have a similar escape, although instead of reading, it is listening to music. Instead of writing stories, I write lyrics or poems in song structure. Carrying around headphones everywhere I go, I find that it is never a bad time to tune out and escape to my own mind. I found that King and I share the same feelings about finding your escape in situations like waiting in line, sitting around in public areas like airports or train stations, or even just waiting for class to start.
               I find that these are some of the best times for self discovery. We all have our own ways, but personally, when I listen to music that I find powerful, I feel the same telekinesis that King refers to. The connection between the transmitter and the receiver is a very personal thing. Whether or not the exact details of the transmission were received, King believes that as long as the general concept is there, that's all that matters. The rest is for the audience to fill in the gaps.
           
              "I sent you a table with a red cloth on it, a cage, a rabbit, and the number eight in blue ink.                   You got them all, espeicially that blue eight. We've engaged in an act of telepathy. No                         mythy-mountain shit; real telepathy."

              King appropriates a new, more artistic meaning to the concept of telepathy, hinting that it can even be a form of time travel, in the sense that the words he wrote in 1997 still have impact, the evidence for this being that we are reading them in 2014 as though they were only just written down.

             "I never opened my mouth and you never opened yours. We're not even in the same                              year together, let alone the same room . . . except we are together. We're close. We're having              a meeting of the minds."

             With that, King hints at the impact of the written language. I have forgotten exactly when and where I either read or heard this, but the written language is a beautiful thing. It is our time travel into the past. Our linguistic DeLorean if you will. It is the closest we have to communicating with the past and knowing the words of people who lived thousands of years ago.
             King refers several times to his far-seeing place, where he is able to escape and become either the receiver or the transmitter. I feel that in a way, to be the receiver means to time travel into the past, and to be the transmitter is to help future generations remember what we know as the present.