Life · Writing

In a World of My Own

In my world, the walls are lined with books. There is that lovely, musty, smell of old leather and well-thumbed paper.

I love books. There, I said it. I’m a bibliophile, and I don’t care who knows it. Actually, given how many of my breaks at school I spent curled up in a corner reading, I’ve never had a problem with people knowing I’d prefer to read a book than socialise.

Of all the occupations I considered while I was growing up, creating stories and writing was the one which I kept going back to. I’m not there yet, although I do work in the Book-business. Is there anything more fun than finding new and interesting worlds and characters? My list of books to add to my library has been growing exponentially ever since I started work at my company.

Books

I read anything. As long as it looks interesting and relatively well written, I don’t mind the genre, and I don’t care what age it’s aimed at. I still have all my Enid Blytons, as well as a few other beloved children’s books, including Alfie and Annie Rose. A good read is a good read, no matter the age. Sadly, most of my collection remains in my childhood bedroom, the constraints of space not allowing me to have them all with me.

And my love of books is not limited to the ones already with words. A good notebook can do wonders to the creative juices. Some of the best come from Paperchase, and carrying one around for when ideas strike is just as necessary as carrying a novel. You never know when you might have a moment, or the lightning-flash of inspiration.

You just have to be careful with those flashes of inspiration: you might find yourself entirely re-writing a story you thought just needed a simple edit. That happened to me last year, and I’m only just reaching the end of that new draft. I’m not even sure if the flash of inspiration which caused such a re-write really was such a flash, after all. But no doubt I’ll find out in due course. You might too, if I ever get to the end and persuade someone to publish it. Right now, I’ll settle for finishing it.

In the meantime, I have other books to read, and research for other stories to be doing.

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