I started writing many years ago. It was 1988 when I started my first stories, published some articles and wrote the first 15 chapters of a book. Never went much further on the book. Life somehow got in the way.
25 years later, retirement loomed or happened. Somehow in there I wanted to write again. My wife asked me, “What do you think you will write?” I honestly did not know. I began writing a business book – but when I got to a chapter where I compared good business practices to eating brocoli on a regular basis – I dropped the book.
I then I began writing fantasy. I wrote fiction, with characters who wanted to kill each other, and were greedy, and discontent with their lives, and well, who knew, I wrote a novel, and then a novella, and now working on my third novel.
I found my voice. It is not a literary voice. I have already had an editor judge me as a story-teller and not a literary writer. At the prestigious Banff Center for Fine Arts a young lady at a cocktail party looked at me down her wine glass and proclaimed me, “a mainstream writer.”
So be it. I am mainstream, non literary, and a story-teller. So to any readers who should read this – who are you? That is after all the biggest question as you write. Sure you write for a reader, but I think the first reader is you. You must like, or perhaps love what you write.
I just wrote a scene today, about a detective and her grandmother. I absolutely loved it. Sitting on my deck in the late evening sun, with a glass of wine, I had to read the words again to make sure I had written them. I wish all of you the joy or writing, and the joy of reading, and may you find your voice, and may you enjoy it for many years.