"Put your desk in the corner, and every time you sit down there to write, remind yourself why it isn't in the middle of the room. Life isn't a support-system for art. It's the other way around." Stephen King
I’m sitting
in a corner of a room I now call my writing room, at the antique mahogany ball
and claw foot secretary desk I refinished some 30 years ago with my Aunt Helen.
I’m reading A Postscript which wraps
up Stephen King’s nonfiction book called On
Writing – A Memoir of the Craft.
Here he details the accident that nearly killed him in June 1999. He had been
in the middle of writing this book when a van hit him on a highway in Maine during one of his
walks. Right now I’m thanking whoever there is to thank, mostly Stephen, for
not dying and for finishing this book. It has been a pleasure to read and an
inspiration. I’m about to finish the last few pages. I’ve already started to
reread this book by listening to a CD where the author is reading it.
I want to
be a writer – a real writer; a fiction writer perhaps. I’ve been a business and
technology writer most of my professional life. Writing about robots for the
factory, small electric motors, office furniture, semiconductors and software.
Now it’s time to really write – from my heart. Write about things I’ve seen and
learned during my life.
Following
Mr. King’s guidance, I will try to tell some good stories by writing interesting
narration and dialogue. I will monitor my progress in this blog, since that’s also
what some writers do these days. I will attempt to write a novel at the same
time. I hope it’s worth reading. I will share it with my “Ideal Reader” at a
minimum. Maybe one day Stephen King will read it and get some satisfaction from
knowing that he helped to create at least one better writer.
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