Life

4/19/2012

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Its just a bad day, not a bad life.
 
 
So I just realized that Roger Fraser may have missthought what my story "I Will Follow You Into the Dark" was about, it was a religious story or rather a modern story with religion in it, not a science fiction story....oh well haha. Actually that story has a story behind it and why i wrote it, will I tell any of you what it is? No, probably not. 
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My father says I’m wise beyond my years; because I look at life in a different perspective? I have no idea, ha-ha. I guess having an old mind can become relevant whilst writing. As a writer, I like to look at a much bigger picture then the one I’m presented with. Its sort of like looking at a masterpiece painting painted by a world renowned artist back in the day, and looking at it and saying to myself, “I would have done this differently”, not that anyone would appreciate it if I actually did that. I think they would be offended. 

Before I started to write, well really write, I use to read more then 400 books a year, big books; and then once i really started to get into it and take it seriously I started to read less and less, and when I did pick up a book I would nit-pick at it; where the author should have done what, what he/she should have added, or what they could have put more detail in. Its a trait I’m starting to get annoyed with, ha-ha. Hopefully other writers do that to my work too! I would hope there would be flaws in my writing, I would hate to be perfect.

When I write something now, its like I become that character when I write, like a part of me— or a part of them, shines through. And hopefully when my readers read my work, they see that too. 

Though something has started to happen, on the more serious topics of my writing, like death or telling the world to grow F off, I will re-read what I wrote, about a month later, and be like, “how did write this?” Its like it happened, but I don’t know how it happened. Like, I don’t remember writing it— well the better way to put it is, I don’t remember how I wrote it.

Does any of this make sense? I guess not, if it does then you know what I’m feeling… or so I like to think.