You never know when your going to meet someone new. Last week I was online and I got a pretty random message from a girl. She's really into feet and nylons and stuff of that nature. Personally I find feet to be pretty disgusting. Anyway she said that she enjoys reading about feet and had a story in her head about feet, bondage and horror. She really wants to read this story but doesn't want to be the one to write it, partly cause she says she isn't a good writer and partly cause if she was the one to write it she wouldn't get the same enjoyment from reading it. I understand where she's coming from and it just so happens that I think I'm a pretty good writer (of course that's only my opinion).
I asked her about the storyline and we talked for about two days. We discussed the characters and got all the who, what, when, where, why and hows out of the way. Once I felt I had a pretty good idea for the story in my head I began writing. She has strongly encouraged me to write more and more everyday and so far I've gotten quite a bit of it written. I'm very proud of what I've got so far and she is very impressed with the writing style and descriptions of everything I put in.
I've started writing various stories in the past and I've only ever finished one of them. (which is something I wrote over the summer between sophmore and junior years in high school) This might end up being something I finish that I'm really proud of. I really enjoy writing and there is a part of me that has a fantasy that this could be the beginning of a writing career for me. I could use this to get in the door and then write something real and have it published. I don't ever fantasize about becoming a famous writer like J.K. Rowling or anything but making enough money on writing that I could quit my job and live comfortably.
On the one hand I know it's all just a pipe dream, but on the other hand...why not? Why couldn't I write and sell books? Stranger things have happened, right? Sarah Sundin is a local author who started writing and had her first book published a few years ago. She lives in the same city I do and her book is really good. She isn't famous but her book sells. Why couldn't I do that? Maybe this book really will be encouragement for me to write a real story. I could submit it to a publisher and even if it gets rejected I could say that I tried. I wonder what the future holds for me in the world of writing...
In other news my wife and I held a house warming party this past weekend. I've never hosted a party before in my life so I was a little nervous. Everything went really well though. Her parents let us borrow a few tables and lots of chairs which was nice, otherwise all of our guests would have had to sit on the grass. Then again one of my neighbors daughters (who is only 10 years old) commented on what soft grass I have and how much she liked it. Before I knew it she and her Dad were wrestling on the grass having a great time.
I got to meet several of my neighbors and start that friendly relationship with them. I'm very thankful for that. I like the "olden days" when people knew all their neighbors and were good friends. It seems like these days people arn't even willing to go next door to ask for a cup of sugar or a few eggs. I want to be able to go next door and ask for something basic or be available if my neighbor needs something. Life just seems better when your friends with those around you.
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