Where Do Ideas Come From?

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“Where do you get your ideas from?” It’s a question all writers are asked eventually, whether you write romance, dystopia, or mainstream. People want to know if you draw inspiration from your personal life or how exactly you go about creating a story.

This is a tricky question too (although not as tricky as the “what makes a real writer” conundrum I discussed in my first post). “Everywhere” or “I don’t honestly know”, are probably the best answers to this one. For me, both are true. I have received unexpected inspiration from movies, songs, and, of course, from other books. Poetry readings tend to stoke my creative flame as well. Rarely do I go home and fail to write anything after attending one!

Readers (or just curious people) frequently wonder if the story they are reading was inspired by true events in the author’s own life. Sometimes they are. I have incorporated small occurrences or even beliefs from my own existence and background into stories. I have a writer friend who gets a lot of her story ideas from  dreams. Sometimes I have a theme or an idea I wish to express and that factors heavily in. History has often inspired me—hence my love of historical fiction blended with romance. Each project is a little different.

But a lot of times, it is much more mysterious and harder to pin down. And that’s fine with me. Overall, writing is a labor of love, born out of love—at least in my book. (No pun intended.)

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All About Love

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So last night, I established the fact that yes, I am indeed a writer. If you do not know me personally, you might be wondering what exactly it is that I write.

I mostly write fiction. I dabble in poetry and have a deep appreciation for it, but storytelling is my first love.

And speaking of love…that’s what I mainly write about. Love. I don’t know if my works really count as romance per se. While I would say most have a happy ending, not all of them do and I have often read that HEA is a requirement for a story to be considered a true romance. I also like to throw a lot of other  ingredients into the mix of the story and some of those ingredients have teeth, E.g. revolutions, embarrassing secrets, old traumas, etc. But when it comes down to it, the cores of most of my stories are relationships. A boy and a girl coming together and riding the waves of life beside each other as best they can. Maybe they will swim, maybe they will sink. The potential is unlimited.

Why do I write about love? I don’t really know. The only answer I can think of is that I love it. I love the journey. I love the gradual revelation of character, the strengthening of bonds and emotions, the beautiful language that fits these sorts of stories, the choices to be made, the healing and redeeming power of love in all its forms. And I think that’s reason enough.

The novel I am revising now is a historical romance (mostly). I hope to have it finished sometime in 2018. I have another one, probably a short story, percolating inside of me at the moment that I intend to get out there one way or another.

So keep following my blog. I might just become one of your favorite authors someday! 🙂

What Makes A “Real” Writer?

What makes one a “real” writer? This is, believe it or not,  a question that has tripped me up for a while now. A writer can be technically defined as “one who writes”, but surely there is a little more to it than that.

Despite the fact that I have been actively writing stories since the age of seven, I am reluctant to define myself as a writer. I have gone so far as to say that a real writer is one who has been published, not one who has yet to be published. I do not refer to myself as a writer. I say “I write”, but I am not “a writer”. I have a fear of being thought of as pompous or as a fraud, so I always err on the side of caution.

But I think I am beginning to realize my idea of a writer may be a flawed one. I am indeed a writer. I have been writing stories since elementary school. I have submitted plenty of stories and poems to magazines over the years. I am currently rewriting my third novel. I even moderate a writing critique group. Could I not safely lay claim to the title of “writer”?

I think I can as I have come to another conclusion of late. A writer is one who is devoted to the art and craft of writing and is willing to put in the effort to make their work the best it can be. In short, a writer is serious about writing. They may not write every single day, but they always circle back to creating, and believe in unlimited potential–and seize opportunities.

Watching successes take place within my writing group as well as learning about all of the new pathways to publishing the internet has created, I feel my drive to succeed and share one of the things I love best growing within me a little every day. And I know it is time to start taking action, to start laying the foundations for future successes.

I have plans for 2018 and 2019, sorts of plans I have never had before, at least not as seriously.  This year, I have goals of completion and sharing. One of my interests is to build an online presence and find an audience– which begins with this blog.

Nothing is certain, just like everything else in life and I cannot swear that I will meet my goals this year. But if you happened upon this blog and enjoyed this post, I hope you will follow me and watch me as I try to “get serious” about being a writer.

My inner writer is demanding it.