Sunday, July 17, 2011

Writing and Me

     My life consists of a few components. Writing, Writing, Writing, and... well video games. :) I am after all still a seventeen year old teenage girl. As far back as I can piece together, I was always writing, always wanting to be a famous author perhaps like Stephenie Meyer, J.K. Rowling, James Patterson, J. R. R. Tolkien, Stephen King, and Dean Koontz. These individual opportunists took what they had out of their hopes and dreams and bound them into books that grasped our attention and energized our thoughts and feelings.
    It's funny how every person as a child had the desire of being a firefighter, a princess, a pirate or a rockstar. (Oh wait, so did I!) An author however is somewhat... let's say different. They still have the desires to be what they see on TV or during everyday life.  As I see it, writers are in tune with their imagination, their dreams, their fantasies, and their need to strive and stand for more than just a crummy job at Culver's or Fed Ex, or your local grocery store.
    Some say that writers are different from the next person within the crowd; that they are weird and close to schizophrenia. (Trust me, I've heard this...) They can say that we can't survive and make it as "Just a writer". Look at Stephen King. His mind is one of the most darkest, various, and emcompassing of thoughts that anyone has ever encountered. Look where he ended up? What can I say? He's kind of weird, but he's my idol. He took his dreams, and made what he had into what's been read globally. He is world wide known. Even some of his books have been turned into movies.
    That is what some authors want. They want to be known for what they are capable of. No more going through those ratty old jobs that the creeps down the street work at for forty years because they don't have the courage to get up off their lazy butts and make something of themselves and what they once wanted to be as a person. They lose trust in themselves. An author, they trust in only their imagination, instincts, and their coffee to get through another ideal, sleepless night.
    NO more conversations and school discussions about "what you want to be and do when you grow up." This is another difference between your average person and a writer. They don't think of writing as a job that they have to drag their hinders out of bed for by 8 o'clock in the morning, to drive to and bore them through the rest of their days (and natural life). Writing is a passion, that for some people does seem to be their way of paying the rent and meeting deadlines for, but it means so much more than that. It's love in a nutshell.

7 comments:

  1. Yay! My granddaughter the writer!!!!
    xoxoxo love you~ xoxoxoxo
    grams

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  2. ello cousin. me gusta tu blog <3

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  3. Well said! Took the words right out of my mouth and expressed them oh, so eloquently. Write on!

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  4. Rachael bean...I have tears in my eyes because you are so talented! (of course now I have to fight with the stupid computer because you have a blog like Grama's that I can't log into...without a stupid google account! so I'm "anonymouse"! :p
    But you'll know who I am when I comment!
    Love you baby girl! xoxo

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  5. My terrific great grand daughter, the writer!
    Way to go GG !!!!
    I love you and I'm following!!

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  6. This was just great...very creative, imaginative, fun, heart-felt, all the things you need to be a great writer....you are not only on the right path you are well on your way.

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  7. Thank you DiAnne. That gives me the courage to go on with what i love to do. :)

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