Writers have a responsibility to challenge readers. This can be interpreted however you like and it depends on the genre you write and medium you choose to deliver it in. I write creative fiction and some of this fiction is based on true stories, albeit I’ve taken creative license with it. But where does my authority come from? Who gives me the authority to write about things that are not my life experience?
As a writer I get satisfaction from making readers fall into my character’s world. To experience their highs and lows, their laughter and sadness. There’s something I love even more though, and that’s to make a reader love a character and then I kill them.
This week I hit 200 followers! Yayyyy!!! Fist pump! This little blog about my incessant ramblings on writing has 200 people following it with varying degrees of interest in what I have to say. Which is odd and frightening, completely overwhelming but truly welcome.
This morning I looked over my blog notes. I make these so I can remind myself what I’m going to write to you good people about. I came to the next item on my list: “Why does it take so long to write a hairy story?” Well the answer is, that a hairy story takes longer because you have to shave it first. Get it?! Ha. Ha. I know, it’s bad.