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I swear Stephen King haunts not. Not just Rose Madder, which at twenty-five still scares the heebie-jeebies out of me. I have yet to finish it. The thing is, I am not a huge fan of King, I like his shorter works The Mist, Misery, The Girl who Loved Tom Gordon, and Carrie. However, as an aspiring writer I have to stand up and listen to his writerly advice. It can be argued that making it as a writer falls into three main categories: drive, talent, and a hint of luck.
Shorty after my last post I was flooded with Kingly advice.
I must have read that article a dozen times over the course of the day. It all fell into place after that. It is time to fling myself into it. I am not a kid anymore and people aren’t going to phrase me because I write. They are going to acknowledge me when I begin to write well.
I have three written stories in various stages of editing one submitted, one in progress, and one outlined. All of them are different stories, crated to theme, all various lengths – I haven’t felt this accomplished or stressed in years.
I absorbed King’s thoughts on editing: get to the point and stay there, and if a draft isn’t messy, you are not doing it right.
I know of the submissions they are all going to be rejected. I have no illusions about being the next prodigy (can’t say I haven’t fantasized about it) but I am hoping that I get steered into the right direction.