My Favorite Authors, and How They’ve Inspired Me to Write
Well, if you know me personally the first author is a given.
J.K. Rowling, is the first author to inspire me to write. I had always written little tidbits here and there but never thought much of it, especially after I became a mother. I was always told when you have children your life is OVER! In some ways they were right the life you once knew is over, but your personal life isn’t over, just remodeled.
So you could imagine my shock as I sat in front of my television watching Magic Beyond words. I sat there on my couch crying and thinking to myself if she can do it why can’t I? I know what you are going to say but the point is not about the movie but the woman. From what I have gathered she had a good life but a struggling life. She knew from the start what she wanted to be, but was told it is not practical.
All my life I secretly wanted to be a writer, though the lack of support and education I assumed that would never be. And there I was crying as all my childhood ideas and dreams came running back to me saying you can do this, and begging me to follow through with my dreams. I like so many others in my generation owe so much to Mrs. Rowling. If I ever get to meet her I would just like to say thank you, no questions no advice; her life’s work is advice in itself, just thank you. I would also like to say thanks to Paul A. Kaufman and Sean Smith for creating the movie. It is honestly their dream that has lit a fire underneath mine.
Okay now on to another author before I start tearing up, haha. Laugh don’t cry, it’ll either make others happy or make them wonder why, as I always say.
Hmm the next author would have to be Anne Rice and I will tell you why.
I started reading her work honestly before middle school. I first watched the movie Interview with the Vampire and then realized it was made from a book which intrigued me so I read it. Hard to believe I was, had to be 10 or 11 reading such a book. My mother had the book Vittorio on her bedside one morning and I remembering taking it to my room as soon as I saw the name Anne Rice.
You see at such a young age I could not completely understand everything in the book, I was not mature enough. But I kept reading them because I wanted to learn more and be able to honestly just read better. At such a young age I devoured books even if I could not completely understand them, I knew I would one day. I remember reading Queen of the Damned and thinking to myself, one day I will understand this but for now I will focus on all the finer details of the room Lestat was standing in and wonder why she put them all in.
Always try to read above your own level, it challenges your brain to stretch and strain and then become stronger. I really do need to go back and read her books again, someday. I don’t right now though because I fear it would interfere with my own personal work.
My third and final author for now is me.
I know it sounds very bad of me to say but it is true, and it should be the same for you if you’re a writer. I challenge myself every day to become better and yes I know I still have a long way to go but at least I am working on getting there. Considering where I have come from and where I am now I am quite proud of myself.
I took up my pen and bled. I put part my soul out there for you and everyone else to read. Some novels do not contain all of my soul though some do. For someone to be able to put even a small piece of ones soul into their work, no not a horcrux, involves tremendous bravery and thick skin. It is never easy to lay yourself out bare and say judge me. Though I will say this about my mother I should say thank you to her because her cruel words and actions made the worlds cruelty seem like feather’s brushing my skin. I do hope one day my writing will challenge others as Anne Rice’s did to me. I hope one day my work will put a smile on someone else’s face who are in their darkest of times. And I hope you have enjoyed looking into the key hole of my mind.
Who are your favorite authors? Who inspires you to do what you do?