Reposted from my blog at Journal of an Apprentice Wordsmith
Throughout my life I have had many outlets in which to release my creativity.
I am a Live Role Player – I used to write and run scenarios (that’s roleplay speak for stories/plots/games) on a weekly basis – dreaming up fantasy worlds, building conflicts, being devious; I was the riddle-master, villain, heroine, innocent, the undead horde, the haunted wood and many other things in many other worlds.
I am a Story-Teller – the old fashioned kind that stands by the firepit and regales you with retellings of old myths, dark fairy tales and suchlike.
I am an Actress – taking other peoples words from the page and breathing life into the characters they create.
What I am not is an Author – although I’d very much like to be.
It’s been many years since I had to think about how stories are created when the finished product is whats on the page. In all the things that I am I can write what I like, edit messily and it doesn’t matter. The finished product is presented through me – it doesn’t matter if the grammar is off, or a sentence is structured improperly, because I can self edit as I go and speech is very different from the written word. I am the conduit between the story and the ‘reader’, I can react and feed off my audience – there is a connection.
Somewhere I have to find how to make that connection between myself and the reader and have the confidence in my ability to write engagingly.
Because if I don’t write… I’ll burst!