I have been thinking and pondering thoughts for a few weeks about why i choose to write a book, why i accepted the challenge, and how it all started. All of this thinking has significantly helped me to realize that story “is” process. Story is daily living, and the things that happen to us throughout every minute of our lives.
We can coast through it — taking in others creations, or we can add to it and feel triumph of many different kinds.
Everyone writes for different reasons. I recall growing up being told that writing was the result of people wanting to be heard. I thought about what that meant. Sure it’s true that the ultimate end goal is that you want to share something with the world, whether it is your raw thoughts, or your daydreams. Maybe it is some of your life lessons you have learned, or possibly quotes you have run across that have touched you deeply. No matter the writing, there is always a voice and a prospective on the other end that wants to be heard, but then i started to think about this more critically.
I don’t think that everyone writes to be heard, no, it can be much simpler then that. Writing can nurture and comfort the voice by getting thoughts to the page — somewhere words can rest and not bother the busy mind of the individual that scribbled them frantically. Writers write to be free. They place their thoughts on a page to feel and to learn from themselves.
I can’t recall all the hours of thinking i have spent formulating working designs and creations of creative greatness in idea construction, but i can tell you that my desire to write a book bridged from a few core driving forces. The first involving the concept and curiosity of character.
Growing up i remember behaving badly, and having my mom look at me wide eyed and ask me if i was struggling to cope. I also remember her asking me if i knew what i was doing, and why i was doing it. She even went as far to say that she should get the video camera out and record me so I could see how crazy and unnecessary I was acting. I remember feeling so embarrassed and screaming “Nooooo.” but the truth hit me and within seconds I fell silent and crossed my arms looking away.
Thinking back, the statement of recording my behavior made me curious and blatantly aware. I became curious what my character would look like when viewed by my own eyes. My judgment judging my own actions. I think this curiosity has stemmed into a story. A book with characters that represent different pieces of my own insecurities, and strengths that aren’t always present at the right times. Ultimately, I wanted (and still do,) to see how my character would react in a fictional exaggerated world to test my own disposition.
The second reason I have concluded that I have set out to write a book, is simply to prove to myself that I can do it, and enjoy the process while I accomplish the end goal.
I remember sitting in my room laying on my bed while still living at home, and spending hours zoning out to audiobooks, letting my mind drift into the description of the well spun tale. Often times i drifted so far, i missed parts of the story and when i would listen to the book again, i would wonder how i missed entire chapters. Was it because i fell asleep? Or maybe because i started listening a chapter too far past where i stopped? No, I simply suffered from a creative mind that when given a little, could create worlds and let me hide within their beauty and wonder.
Back at that age, I struggled to find what came naturally, I knew I had a knack for writing, but I wasn’t a novelist. There was no way i was good enough at describing and developing plot.
“Those people who write books and these tales are born with a gift to write novels. The words of the story come naturally to them and they end up on paper and somehow become famous.”
These are the very things i kept thinking and telling myself. And you will find that many people think this way and will until they die, but these things simply aren’t true!
Anyone — ANYONE — can write a novel.
You have to stat writing with what you know. Write something that maters to you. Get your personality down on paper. Give that creative entity a name and a place to go. Punctuation can come later. Spelling can come later. If you have story, that is all that maters. Get it all down on paper — the dialogue that becomes real because you feel the words as you write it. The magic that excited your body as your came up with its design and methods in which it is used in your story. These things have a power that propels good story. Not money, not fame, not love, and never do it to prove to others that you can.
“Do it because curiosity and creativity needs somewhere to go.”
The third reason I started writing has everything to do with Joy. I wanted to write a story that i enjoyed to read. A story that tugged on my heartstrings and my emotions. I wanted to have a series of twists involving characters that i cared deeply about. These intense feelings helped me, early on, to take the time to develop the world that is now starting to live on its own.
I started by creating a map, with unique names and places, then i started to create a magic language and give it a firm foundation and meaning. The next thing i started to toy with was the prologue, and where the story needed to begin and why. The fifth piece then became the struggle to create plot and characters that held depth and intrigue. The challenge after that rose back to the foundation of what was the through line of the story that propelled my main character and why should the audience care. Once i figured out these things, all that remains is how to manage the proper pacing of world information and tension (this part is by far the most challenging for me, but i have found when i go back and read what i wrote the day before, it is not as bad as i thought it was while writing it. Tip? Keep trudging forward regardless. Build a habit to write).
With the holiday season, it is hard for me to find time to write, but i am trying to at least blog to help my writing and to relax my brain. The story is slowly moving forward, I promise! =]
*is thankful for all my future readers that have faith in me to finish it.*