About writing!

I am almost finished reading Stephen King’s On Writing…a short but very entertaining book on the craft. One thing leading to another, of course I find myself constantly looking up things about him and his fascinating family. I just tried to borrow a book written by Tabitha King, his wife and have had to request it from the library because it is not on Kindle and I won’t be at this address long enough for a physical copy from Amazon to get to me. I am very disappointed because I am curious to read his wife’s writing, it appears all the writers in that family gravitate towards the same genre…I will see whether the library can get me the book in the time I am here. Otherwise, I’ll have to do something else…

In the meantime, I am so happy that I decided to renew my annual membership at my local library. Reading and books are such amazing enhancements to our lives. It is impossible for me to understand how some people (dare I say, most people) don’t realize how powerful it is to get lost in a book. Now that I have more time, I am trying to use it to read and write.

Stephen King is right on when he says that people who want to write have no business NOT reading. I am at a point in my fiction where I need to decide how to either eliminate characters or expand their stories. Mine being a romance novel makes it difficult to come up with a scenario that involves some kind of mass transit accident to kill off a few characters. Plus none of my protagonists annoy me that much to want to see them dead. One of the characters is already dead but his life and legacy live on. Mr. King contends that sometimes our characters don’t do what we at first intend them to and he is right about that. My main protagonist has appeared in my book less often than one of the less important ones. I wonder what that is about.

Another thing Mr. King says and with which I agree is that every book we write has a little bit of us in it, whether we think so or not. It is a fascinating career. I have just come to terms with the idea that I really am a writer and although my published credits are scant, that does not have to be my reality for the rest of my life.

 

Reading helps writing

I have always wanted to write. I have always wanted to entertain. I have always wanted to be a blessing in the community. I have always wanted…well, there are so many things I have always wanted to do…perhaps that has been one of my problems, never being able to focus on just one thing and give it my all.

What brought me to this place? When I was in high school, I thought Sr Delphine mocked me once by saying I was a jack of all trades but a master of none. My affection for nuns in general and Sr Delphine in particular was not high, so I wasn’t too upset and quickly moved on. As I got older, I decided that being well-versed in a number of things was okay. I was fortunate that in my youth, I was often my own best friend – when that didn’t work, I conjured up all sorts of imaginary friends who saved the day!

These days, I find myself working hard to make time to sit and write. It is quite possible that I am an overly ambitious person who still has a lot of things going on at any one time (like 5 blogs I challenge myself to write in at least once a week) but that’s the nature of my personality.

I will be traveling to NYC later this month. In anticipation of my arrival, I have ordered several books from Amazon that have begun to arrive at my son’s home for safekeeping. Most of the books have to do with the start of NeuroLinguistic Programming (NLP)…long before people like Tony Robbins were around. I believe in the power of words and now that my mentor Virginia Satir’s books are available again, I want to brush up on all the things I knew and have forgotten so I can once again write the wonderful thoughts that can be expressed through the magic of language. I am inspired by Ms. Satir, sorry that I didn’t pay better attention to her writings earlier. Who knows what kind of a master I might have been then.

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