Monday, November 2, 2015

The Internal World of an #author

I can’t speak for all writers, but this is what it’s like for me as an author.

I have a loud mind. Stephen King once said quiet people have loud minds. I don’t know. I mean, I’m quiet when I have nothing to say, and I don’t ever have the need to hijack people’s conversations . . . well, unless they say something that pisses me off. But yeah, I have a loud mind.

My thoughts constantly scatter.

I can have a conversation with my husband and think of other things at the same time. Where I get into trouble is when he’s telling me something I’m not in the least bit interested in, I’ll focus on my other thoughts, and not hear a word he’s saying.

My mind always turns an unexplained noise or situation into a story, and nine times out of ten I’ll tell the person with me about it. And yes, that person looks at me like I grew another head—unless it’s another author I’m telling.

I’ll compare a situation someone is in or was in or something that happened that’s relevant to one of my characters, and I’ll talk about it.

Sometimes I become anxious and irritable when I have so many things to do like edits, rewrites, posting, market, etc. and not enough time to do them. Basically, I get overwhelmed, and my thoughts won’t stop whirling.

I have stories racing through my mind.

I’m never bored.

Sometimes I get so overwhelmed with everything I have to do—bookwise—that I don’t know where to start, and I want to pull my hair out.

If I’m not working on a story, I get grumpy and depressed.

I get nervous and scared when other people reads my story.

My character’s talk to me, and they can get demanding to where I have to appease them. I am their slave.

I get excited and giddy when I’m creating a story. 

I laugh when one of my characters does something funny. I also cry when something bad happens to them.

So do I like being an author?


I frickin’ love it.


Because despite the anguish as an author I go through to churn out a novel and market it, I created something out of nothing. I have the ability to transfer what’s inside of me, onto paper, and into other people’s minds. I can share with them worlds and characters they never knew about. I can teach them lessons or at least get them to think on topics they never thought about. I can make them laugh, cry, smile, and get frustrated. I can entertain them. I’m giving something to this world that more than likely will last well after I’m gone, which rocks.

Btw, I’m reblogging this on my website because I’m super busy with edits for my upcoming release Ameerah, which is already getting rave reviews. J More about that later. I’m also on deadlines for other projects.

Yes, I’m overwhelmed. LOL

But . . .

I love being an author.

Enough said.

1 comment:

  1. This is about how I feel right now with everything I'm trying to get done, and all the ideas I want to work on. Glad to know I'm not alone.

    Good luck with your edits on Ameerah. :-)