Sunday, July 12, 2009

Writing

I've always had a passion for the written word. When I was younger it was simply the reading that I enjoyed but then I started writing my own work. At first only one person was aloud to read what I wrote. She was my best friend at the time and enjoyed what I wrote. It was always something romantic or high schoolish. I didn't like it. It never really felt genuine to me. I was writing what I knew Heather would like to read. Plain and simple.

She writes to please others because she craves the words she knew her readers would say.

After a few years I began working more on poetry instead of stories. My poetry was sad and depressing. Dark and suicidle. I wasn't in a good place and neither was my work. I couldn't handle life and so I tried to end mine. As I'm sure we can all see, I didn't succeed. After my failed attempt, I had a new outlook on life. My writing brightened.

It takes the darkest night to make the brightest day.

My work now isn't always cheerful. There are a lot of dark themes. Murder, sex, and vampires being the 3 things I write most about. My favorite stories I've written are most defiantly All I Want For Christmas (Murder), Ice Cube Kisses (Sex), and The Lie Detector Test (Vampires...specifically Twilight vampires).

Writing is better than sex because for once,
you can score the best one, instead of the same ole same.


Now I write for me and me alone. I don't write to please people. I write to please myself.




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