May. 22nd, 2012 02:26 pm
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Someone asked me the other day Why I wanted to be a writer. 

Not in an unkind way, they were just interested. 

And I thought about it, and didn't give a very complete answer because it was late and I was very tired. 

But, because there are times when I've forgotten, I thought I should put down a few of the reasons here, so I can remind myself why I do this.

I Write...

Because I couldn't work a 9-5 job. Actually scratch that. Because true though it is, it's not about the 9-5. I couldn't work a job which didn't feel like an adventure. That didn't feel like fun most of the time. And though writing is hard graft, it doesn't feel like it when I'm doing it. I write because I get to live in a world of dragons and adventures and magic, with every emotion that ever was writ larger than life and I get to call that a job. 

Because I'd like to think I'm good at it. I can turn my hand to a lot of things, but finding the right word in the right situation is something I've always been able to do. Again, I'm not saying I don't have to work at it, but I have a lot of natural talent in this area to build on. I don't want to let that go to waste.

Because I always have. There has never been a time when I have not been making up stories in my head. I couldn't stop if I tried, and I don't want to. I love writing, but more than that, I have to write. And if I can con the world into paying me for doing something that I can't stop doing in the first place, I'll do it.

Because I want to be loved. I want to be appreciated for something that I do. I want to make people happy, to entertain them. To make them like me, or at least the things I can make. 

But most importantly of all;

Because books have got me through some of the worst times of my life and brought further joy to some of the best. Good Art - whether it be written or performed or hanging on the wall - can keep people going. Can speak to them in ways that nothing else in the world can. I can read words written by someone long dead and see myself in them, know I am thinking and feeling the same things that they did once. Art is a reminder of our common humanity; in a vast, scary world it is a voice in the darkness saying "You are not alone." 

I want to do that. I want to be the person creating the art that gets people through. That makes them laugh, that makes them cry - maybe even that makes them think. I want to leave my mark on the world, and think that in generations to come, someone else might read something I've written and wonder at the fact that they're feeling exactly the same thing. I don't kid myself that what I have to say is unique and special and profound - actually it's the opposite. It's the very fact that it's not unique which makes it important. I want to reach people and say "You are not alone". 
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Ok, so about a year ago, I had this crazy idea to write down a list of all the books I read in a year, review them, and blog about them. 

So I did!

And that was a year ago... 

I didn't keep up with all the reviews, but I did keep a list, and I've just finished doing a round-up of all the books, and a whole load of statistics about my reading habits for 2011. 

Check it out! You might even enjoy it a bit. I did actual maths and everything. And proved that literate I may be, but numeracy is not my strong suit. 

And I actually think that I enjoyed it enough to want to give it another go, and do another year's worth of reading. Possibly with a review system that's simpler (stars out of 10 or something, or a few pithy sentences) so I'll actually keep up with them. 

But hey, it's been a good year in books.
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 Just a bit of a public service announcement: I have a new, experimental blog. It's called "Ma Vie en Livres", because I'm posh and pretentious, and thought a French title would be more fun than an English one... 

Ok, the point of the blog is to chart my year in terms of the books I'm reading (hence Ma Vie en Livres).  I'm keeping a record of every single book I read this year, and giving a short review of each one. 

I'm probably mad, but if you want to pop across and review my reviews, or see what I've got my nose in today (Wolf Hall - though I'm only a few chapters in, so no review yet) or argue about my taste in literature, or just support me, the blog is here.

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So I'm back in Liverpuddle, and it's dull.

I am passing the time by thinking up ways to not-be-in Liverpool. So far :
I've visited Manchester to see how my Sis is settling in at uni,
I'm off to Coventry tomorrow - anyone who's in the area who'd like to see me, please give me a poke, because that could be made of awesome :)
I've utterly failed to organise a raiding party to pillage Northumberland (this will be done in the future though!)
And I'm at least trying to get out of my own headspace by doing various creative stuff, such as making costume for M&M / DuD / etc, failing to write, and reviewing stuff for the lovely [livejournal.com profile] deboires .

Also, it's a palindromic date today!
And of course, you know, people born today are more likely to be great leaders or psychopaths... or Superheroes!

If you were a superhero, what would your super-power be?

(Answers on a comment-shaped postcard please)

*This is a triumph. I'm making a note here: Huge Success!.... **

**You got that reference? You utter geek :p***

***Though not quite as geeky as if you spotted the other CG reference in this post...


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