A writer is born with the soul of an artist.
At birth, an empty vessel, but soon to be filled with knowledge and shaped by history, memories, people, places, and times ... from long ago, and those that have not yet come. To express the writer's soul, craft is studied and technique learned. Art is then created and the writer's voice emerges. That voice can be as subtle as a whisper or as loud as thunder from the heavens, yet both can be heard with the same clarity.
A writer's heart beats the same as the hearts of others, yet it races when an idea is born; it breaks, expressing someone else's pain; it leaps for joy when it's exposed honestly; and it bleeds continually, though the body remains healthy and alive.
A writer is at heart a creator, a storyteller, a dreamer, a visionary, a time traveler, and a prophet. A writer's reality is not limited to the four dimensions. The natural laws do not inhibit nor does convention impede or tradition restrict a writer's point of view. Stories are told in many languages - the languages of love or war or comedy or tragedy, with the eloquence and panache of a bard or with the simple elegance of a bumpkin.
A writer's prose is shaped by experiences - good and bad, happy and sad. From moments so profound they change the world, and from lifetimes that pass meaningless to others, a writer can transpose both with the same conviction.
A story is a journey and the writer is the guide. Straying off the path and exploring the wilderness is allowed, even encouraged, but if the reader gets lost, it's the writer's fault. Nevertheless, a writer fails, not when a reader is not moved; but when, as a reader, the writer is not moved.
God, Himself, wrote the 10 into stone with his own finger. He told the epic of mankind, our origins and our future, in a book. For me, there is no more noble a cause and no more honorable a vocation than to say, like Him, I am a writer.
At birth, an empty vessel, but soon to be filled with knowledge and shaped by history, memories, people, places, and times ... from long ago, and those that have not yet come. To express the writer's soul, craft is studied and technique learned. Art is then created and the writer's voice emerges. That voice can be as subtle as a whisper or as loud as thunder from the heavens, yet both can be heard with the same clarity.
A writer's heart beats the same as the hearts of others, yet it races when an idea is born; it breaks, expressing someone else's pain; it leaps for joy when it's exposed honestly; and it bleeds continually, though the body remains healthy and alive.
A writer is at heart a creator, a storyteller, a dreamer, a visionary, a time traveler, and a prophet. A writer's reality is not limited to the four dimensions. The natural laws do not inhibit nor does convention impede or tradition restrict a writer's point of view. Stories are told in many languages - the languages of love or war or comedy or tragedy, with the eloquence and panache of a bard or with the simple elegance of a bumpkin.
A writer's prose is shaped by experiences - good and bad, happy and sad. From moments so profound they change the world, and from lifetimes that pass meaningless to others, a writer can transpose both with the same conviction.
A story is a journey and the writer is the guide. Straying off the path and exploring the wilderness is allowed, even encouraged, but if the reader gets lost, it's the writer's fault. Nevertheless, a writer fails, not when a reader is not moved; but when, as a reader, the writer is not moved.
God, Himself, wrote the 10 into stone with his own finger. He told the epic of mankind, our origins and our future, in a book. For me, there is no more noble a cause and no more honorable a vocation than to say, like Him, I am a writer.
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