“Autumn Orange”, a piece of flash fiction I posted a week or so ago, gave me a realization: I am a writer! (see Autumn Orange)
Although I’ve worked diligently on craft for the past ten years; i.e. taking classes, studying grammar, analyzing works of fiction, deconstructing sentences; I have not felt like a writer and could not label myself as such. Honestly, writing is difficult for me and it takes me a very long time to get something out, or so it seems.
Take the case of “Autumn Orange”. A challenge was given to write a piece of flash fiction, 200 words or less, beginning with a specific clause, ending with specific words, and using the word orange. For at least five days, I jotted down words and phrases, and noted observations of light and shadows. At this point, there were no sentences, no story, no real direction on where this was taking me. I thought about the senses: hear, smell, see, touch, taste, and movement. The idea of hearing silence popped into my head. I began to see light and shadows as dancers and I tapped into some emotion in myself. Then, only then, the story began to take shape.
I am very curious to know the process that other writers go through. Is it similar to mine? The task of writing a novel of 50,000 or more words is mind-boggling to me at my snail pace. I do believe the more I write the easier it gets. Believe! Believe! And write every day! Any other advice will be appreciated!!!!!!!