Now that the last morsel of turkey, stuffing or pie has been consumed, and you are finished scrambling to get those Black Friday sales, you might be thinking about how interesting it would be to write about the conversation that erupted at the Thanksgiving table, or the latest gossip about eccentric Aunt Betty or maybe what your brother's crazy kid has gone off and done now.
In case you got hold of that wish bone, and wished to become a writer, you might like to hear why writers have chosen writing as a career. Thirteen other writers (below) and myself have created a blog hop today. You you can hop around to read about:
Why I became a writer.
For myself, I couldn’t help being a writer. My life forced me into it.
After responsibilities to others for most of my life, I am finally
accomplishing the one thing I wanted to do for me—be a working writer (published). The
journey has been a long one, but I have always been a writer at heart.
As an only child, I probably used my imagination more than most. One of my strongest memories was the weekly visit to the library as a preschooler. To this day I can see the richly painted murals covering the floor to ceiling walls of that library in Queens, New York. While the librarian read the stories and fairy tales pictured on the walls, I got lost in my imagination.
After my fairy tale phase (I read every known fairy tale I could get my hands on, from around the world), I was drawn to mysteries—most heavily weighted toward Edgar Allan Poe, then comics-the darker, scarier ones were best, like Tales from the Crypt.
Of course there were the weekly radio serials that
forced me to visualize the stories (The Green Hornet, Lone Ranger, The Whistler, to name a few).
I spent my 25 cent allowance on Saturdays mornings to get a bag of popcorn and watch two feature films (and a string of about twenty cartoons). That didn't include the first rate motion pictures I went to every week with my mother. We would travel into Manhattan to the movie palaces of the day (I was stimulated to imagine scenarios just walking through the opulent lobbies), and I spent hours afterwards playacting what I had seen on the screen.
When I wasn't playing 'cowboys and Indians' with my younger cousins in the woods nearby our homes, I would make up stories on the spot when they begged me to tell them one.
I went through a lot of emotional angst in my early years
which led me to escape into writing in journals, creating poetry, exploring
philosophies and the metaphysical—the weirder or more unconventional the better. Thinking at the edges. I always wrote as a way
to cope, meditate, pull out and explore deeper ideas. During all that interior work, I
hadn't imagined writing any of that stuff down for public consumption.
In the back of my mind I thought I would eventually write children’s
books, drawing from the storytelling with my cousins, but then I had a déjà vu incident on a vacation in Mexico
that affected me deeply. When I came back from that trip, I had an opportunity to do a free-write
for a training I was involved in as an elementary school teacher. What did I
write about? You guessed it, the Mexico
incident. The idea hooked me.
I knew it was time to find a writing teacher, which I did. It took me years to uncover the whole story, and during that time I learned the craft of writing while continuing on with my main responsibilities.
I find writing to be a joy, a yoga of self discipline offering a great sense of accomplishment, and I like the time exploring my imagination. You have to like the process of working alone until you get it down, and I do, then the time it takes to edit your work. If you are fortunate enough to have a good critique group, you learn to listen to their advice and apply the changes necessary.
Fast forward to today. That novel that took all those years to write will be published by Oak Tree Press. The story, Dance The Dream Awake, is set in present day Yucatan and highlights a past Mayan life that influences my protagonist's current life, her loves and her struggles, amidst murder and intrigue. It will be coming out soon, date yet to be announced.
Thankfully, my second
book is already half completed. Writing is exciting, cathartic and fulfilling--not to mention frustrating, head banging, and time-consuming, but when each story is finished, very satisfying.
*Thirteen other professional writer friends and myself who have blogs
have joined together to post on this same theme, “Why I Became a Writer.” Take a moment to pop on in and read their accounts on what drives them in the pursuit of our favorite obsession, writing. You will find them interesting, inspiring or funny--to suit your taste.
Did anything you experienced during your Thanksgiving Day holiday or Black Friday shopping spree inspire you to write? I welcome your comments.
Stephen Brayton: http://stephenbrayton.wordpress.com/
Carole Avila: http://caroleavilablog.wordpress.com/
