I definitely hope your sister writes that book. And I really hope it’s a space opera! Back in the 1990s I wrote a short story for a writer’s magazine contest. I didn’t get published or even win a consolation prize but in the weeks that followed I found myself constantly daydreaming about the characters I had imagined. I started writing down everything I fantasized about them on little notes and scraps of paper and before long I wanted to put them together in a novel. I figured out the ending first, then began working from the beginning with that in mind. I wrote three drafts on an obsolescent Smith-Corona Galaxie Twelve, then typed up a clean copy on good paper with a Canon electric typewriter. It took me four years and I ended up with a 300,000-word fantasy novel called Tres Deseos. Unfortunately I was unable to find an agent to sell my book, but I’m not sorry I wrote it. It was a wonderful creative experience. I started another book sometime later, but in the gush of hyper-patriotism following the 9-11 terror attacks my plot became instantly obsolete. Since then I’ve only written a few angry business letters and some short pieces for Substack. I think any creative effort like writing, painting or playing a musical instrument is fun and never has been a waste of time. Thanks for the encouragement to your readers and best wishes to you, your sister and all your loved ones. ❤️!
I definitely hope your sister writes that book. And I really hope it’s a space opera! Back in the 1990s I wrote a short story for a writer’s magazine contest. I didn’t get published or even win a consolation prize but in the weeks that followed I found myself constantly daydreaming about the characters I had imagined. I started writing down everything I fantasized about them on little notes and scraps of paper and before long I wanted to put them together in a novel. I figured out the ending first, then began working from the beginning with that in mind. I wrote three drafts on an obsolescent Smith-Corona Galaxie Twelve, then typed up a clean copy on good paper with a Canon electric typewriter. It took me four years and I ended up with a 300,000-word fantasy novel called Tres Deseos. Unfortunately I was unable to find an agent to sell my book, but I’m not sorry I wrote it. It was a wonderful creative experience. I started another book sometime later, but in the gush of hyper-patriotism following the 9-11 terror attacks my plot became instantly obsolete. Since then I’ve only written a few angry business letters and some short pieces for Substack. I think any creative effort like writing, painting or playing a musical instrument is fun and never has been a waste of time. Thanks for the encouragement to your readers and best wishes to you, your sister and all your loved ones. ❤️!
I love that you wrote that epic novel! And I agree. No matter what comes of what we write, the experience and creative expression are worth it!
❤️!
Sorry to hear about your sister's trek w/cancer. Yes, she should write her story! Lovely poem about writing, Becky!
Thank you, Tina!