Today, when helping three people teach Children’s Moral Education Class to 27 kids in our Youth Month of Service campaign, I started to take pictures. I’m no photographer, but I really enjoy taking weird pictures with the hope that someday I will be able to put good use to them. Among those pictures was the one here.
Seeing a little kid hold a pencil that way took me into my weird mental place where I reflect on the most random things… and I ended up wondering, where do we writers get addicted to writing?
Well, maybe not the best poem in the world, but I still have it at home. I’ll post it when I go there. It was called “My Precious Little Cat”.
I suspect that the lack of a TV in my house was mostly responsible for my addiction to books.
As you’re young it’s really easy to get addicted, and thankfully I got a relatively healthy addiction… books. It started with “The Hobbit”, continued with the “Harry Potter” series and was further intensified by “The Lord of the Rings”. This all happened in a span of 3 years, so by the time I was nine I was pretty crazy. In a good way, of course.
Then Fanfiction came. And what is really, really, really awesome about Fanfiction is that I didn’t even know it had possessed me when I became addicted to it! At some point I’ll talk more about that, but since it’s a pretty huge part of my life there would probably be a lot of things to say, so I’ll wait until later to talk about Fanfiction.
I think the flaw in the world is that people perceive writing as actually writing on paper, which isn’t really the heart of being an author. We imagine, we explore, we create, and then we draw a map and some pictures using words… but it’s all open to the reader’s interpretation, making our creation all the more beautiful, because now everybody can put a little piece of themselves in what you’ve done without affecting your own point of view about it. It’s a world that becomes yours. That’s what reading is. And by writing, we create that peace and beauty and adventure.
It’s actually what I call “The closest to knowing what it’s like to be a god”.
Anyway, that was my first blog post, and I hope I didn’t bounce around subjects too much. I’ve never actually held a blog for very long, seeing as most of the my blogposts were comedic back then. I’ll probably do a bit of that too, but I’ll try to be less of a ranter…
So, for any readers or writers out there, how did YOU begin to write? What got you addicted to reading?
4 thoughts on “The Beginning of being a deity… through writing.”
I blame my parents for both. My Dad used to read to my brother and I every night until we took it up on our own. Mum always made sure we spent time in libraries and asked us about the books we were reading.
My Dad’s a writer too, although our styles and subjects couldn’t be more different, he was the one who actually got me to sit down when I was very young and made me write.
Wow, so parents ARE guilty… and awesome. That’s really interesting, thanks 🙂
the picture is cool
maybe you could add more of those weird pictures to your blog and share them with teh world!
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