I absolutely love writing and when I was 24 decided to write a story that I thought was a bit different from
the usual love story.
So I wrote and wrote. It took me seven months and I showed it to my friend (journalist for one of the broadsheets) and she agreed it made for a really good read.
I then got too scared to send it cause I was worried about rejection. When I finally sent it (I think I sent it to Random House from memory), I got a rejection letter which knocked me.
Three years later I bought a novel from the airport and the storyline was almost identical (different setting and character names) but otherwise almost the same...
I felt like this author’s writing was a lot better, although more simple (not a criticism, she got published and I didn’t
)
I can’t remember the name of the book now, but the premise is a woman in her thirties who has been with bf for five or so years and he has died. His parents are devastated and see a connection in her to their dead child and rightly or wrongly look to her for emotional support.
However, she is unable to admit that on the day he died she was going to break up with him because she had fallen out of love and then feels she has to continue with the charade for fear of not upsetting his parents/ friends, etc...
It probably sounds a bit bland written like that, but I had tried to write it to show how much pressure and guilt the protagonist had and how she was unable and actually felt guilty to move on with her life because her bf’s parents continued to live in the past etc... it was also written in a way that explored the way that people make heroes out of the deceased even if they weren’t necessarily that when alive...
Anyway, that’s enough waffling.
It’s taken ten years, but in July I started writing again. Something completely different this time and is fiction based on a subject which interests me greatly - criminology.
Stephen King said “to be a writer, all you have to do, is simply write...”
(Being a published and paid author of course, that’s a different subject entirely...
)
How I started was to buy a beautiful
lined notebook and a lovely pen and would write ideas as and when they came to me- these branch off so quickly and before you know it you have many characters and scenarios.
I have a notebook on my desk at work too, because once you get into the flow of everything, random ideas oftentimes “sprout” ...
I hope you find the courage to follow your aspirations. Good luck with everything. 