He was a massive influence in persuading me to develop the courage to write.
Am I an "influencer"? LOL! I am certainly not a 22 year old woman. Yet maybe I am having more "influence" than I had thought?
Given Austen has "Darcy" ask "Elizabeth" for marriage TWICE, the idea out there that he did not "pursue" her beyond a single request is therefore inaccurate.
As long as I am not being libelled (which is very unlikely in an internet comment), I must accept anyone may post the most negative and even most vitriolic diatribes in dismissing what I author (and I know some have).
I will run with a Fitzgerald example anytime compared with what I am told on the internet.
The path to removing yourself from the blinding spotlight of unwanted publicity is NOT to do an Oprah interview on CBS on a Sunday evening and anyone with half a brain knows that.
Welcome to just some tiny bits of the known theft and misrepresentation that besets authors and undermines reputable publishing, 2021 version.
I find it far easier to write when I use something about myself as a basis for something fictional. I think that is so because I know then that because it is not technically fictional that it then makes the fictional writing that much more truly human.
Are many Twitter fiction writers age 7 or truly this naïve? I'm starting to wonder.
Poland will play a part in the story. But I am saying no more here right now. 😉
Underneath language differences we are all basically the same. Wordless photography on Instagram can help remind us of that fact.
Real women in history have a major impact on my writing - in fictionalization. For that is the nature of writing fiction: I believe all fictionalization is invariably sourced - even subconsciously - from real people a writer has, in some way, shape, or form, bumped into somewhere in life.
We have always had trouble defining with precision what makes an American; but that is actually not a bad thing because that creates a flexibility about boundaries and allows the identity more easily to evolve.
I took a moment to be alone with her: I kissed her now lifeless forehead, and paused as I thought briefly on how while her troubles were mercifully over our lives going forward would never be the same...