I don’t know if there was just one thing that made me want to write. I began writing when I was about 9 years old, in school. I would write stories about my dog, or family. When I got older, around age 16, I was reading literature and the way the authors would arrange words was quite fascinating to me. Also, just the love of storytelling. All these factors played a role. Thanks for asking. Cheers!
Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.
If you have any desire to write surround yourself with writers; especially ones who have published something. If you do, it will motivate you to sit in the chair and work.
What I say is, a town isn’t a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it’s got a bookstore it knows it’s not fooling a soul.
A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.
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If you were opening a second-hand bookstore, what clever name would you call it?