I know, I'm not Stephen King. But we do have the same birthday.
Like most everything else in life, the process behind writing varies from person to person. I've read plenty of articles and books about writing and how you're supposed to do it, and basically everything I read says something different. Go figure. From what I've learned about myself, the best way for me to write is to just sit down and do it. Of course, that sounds really easy, which it's definitely not. So this is what I do. Obviously, I'm not telling anyone to do it, because every person writes differently. This is just my humble method. 1. Get in the mood Some people can listen to music while they do homework. I cannot. The same applies to writing. When people kindly suggest that I play music softly in the background, I kindly answer that if I listen to music while writing, I end up singing a song while my fingers hover over the keyboard or journal that I'm currently using. My eyes glaze over, and the only thing I can think about is the next word in the song. I need silence. When I want to write, I have to make sure I have the right motives. Sometimes I write because I know I'm falling behind, and that's when everything I write turns out to be a gigantic pile of terribly contrived crap. It's disgusting. You don't want to see it. Writing should never be an obligation; it should be a stream of thoughts that will one day explode out of you if you don't write them down. If I'm not excited to write, I shouldn't write at all.
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Disclaimer: I don't know how to draw. My entire family can. In fact, one of my sisters drew a life-size version of Botticelli's The Birth of Venus on her bedroom door. My dad drew a picture of Olivia Newton John and sent it to her, and then got a "thank you" in response. My mom drew a portrait of Paul McCartney (but did not send it to him). My other sister and brother can even doodle to perfection. Me? That's supposed to be Durgan. Can't you tell how elegant his cloak looks? Don't you like how misshappen his fingers are?
For the longest time, I didn't know what the Grifters looked like. Isn't that funny? I'd see them in my head, I'd see Ella talking to them or random Academists fighting them off, but I didn't even know what I was seeing. I guess they were just blobs of grey, and then I thought, "Hey, maybe they SHOULD be grey!" The evolution of the Grifters from nothings to enemies to grey blobs to monsters to Grifters was an interesting 2+ year process. The Grifters at first only existed so that the Academists would have something to do. They gradually became important, and then I realized that their origin was crucial to absolutely everything in the trilogy. Figuring out their appearance was the hardest part, because—in case you hadn't realized before—I am not at all creative in the artistic sense. Imagine a story, sure, but conjuring up a physical representation of an idea? Blurghhhhhh. Okay. Just finished Fringe. Thoughts:
Confusions aside, I loved it. I mean, John Noble as a loving, eccentric father who isn't out to douse himself in oil and set himself on fire from Faramir's burning body? Can't resist. Although I secretly hate J.J. Abrams for stealing particles of my brain and thus creating The Observers, a.k.a. THE TACEO. I created them before I ever watched Fringe! In tenth grade, actually. I have evidence in a folder entitled "Stories" and inside The-Story-Which-Shall-Never-Be-Named-Due-To-Excess-Humiliation. This is a website about me as an author, so, naturally, my blog posts should be about me as a writer. But guess what! I develop as a writer through these posts, so every single thing I talk about concerns me as a writer. Since right now I'm writing. Duh. There's a lot of pressure to write this post. It's my first one, and I don't even know what to say. "Hello, I'm Adelaide, but you can call me Ad. Uhh...I wrote a book?" Who said writing was easy? Why did you lie to me?? |
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