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 I 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.