I remember, long ago in my teenage years, I was told by a teacher, 'You should write." That declaration was repeated many times throughout my life. After I finished my MFA project, an acting project might I just say, several of my teachers said, "Oh Brie, you should write. That performance was terrific."
Say wha-? My performance was terrific, but I should be a writer? I felt it was a backward complement. You know, you've got a great face for radio, kinda thing. Needless to say I set that aside. Until I got downsized from my position and I sat myself down and began to teach (read: fail) at writing a novel.
Six years later, I am still learning and developing my craft at writing and I am in the midst of the deep fear of my work being laughed at, sneered at, not published or forgotten. But each year I continue, each class I take I keep moving forward, keep making progress against the inner demons of doubt. I will finish my novel series and I do see I will get published. That is a miracle.
I think of the words:
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but when he can harness the power of love,
then for the second time in the history of the world,
man will have discovered fire."
I love my characters in my book, I love the world, I love the magic I am creating. That is what matters.
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