I have always wanted to be a writer, that much is certain: whether it was small, rough notes about a story in the back of a school book or random characters drawn up in an instant in an worn old notebook, writing has always been “my thing”.
As of recent, I have taken to writing a lot more than I ever have done in the past; I am not sure why I didn’t write, but I suppose it was because I lacked the motivation to do so. Also, I was seemingly fixated on writing a fantasy novel, as the majority of the scrawled notes I find are based on some epic battle or description of tall, winding castle spires, but fantasy novels take a considerable amount of consideration and work – something which my young mind simply couldn’t handle, or provide.
It was actually a piece of school work that inspired me to start writing again, about a moment of your childhood, dramatised and turned into a short story. I thought great – I’ll really go for it. You can read that very same piece of homework here.
But as of recent, taking a more professional – and I use the word professional very lightly here – stance towards writing has made me consider what it really means to be a writer: for me, and it has always been like this, being a writer is predominately because I enjoy exercising my imagination – in a similar way, I presume, to how a Mathematician might enjoy solving a few equations.
However, it seems to be common opinion that to create great works of art, both written and drawn, it is necessary that the artist observes, rather than partakes.
I feel the best stories come from experience; the best descriptions come from something you are engaged with and the best plots come from an accumulation of a series of different events you have lived through. Writers make sense of others around them, and the way people act in certain situations: they capture their psyche and their emotions to help progress a story line, using their personalities to create drama and tension. It is an art form in itself to be able to so accurately capture the emotions of another.
Writers understand. That’s just what they do.