Over the passed week, I have had the honor of reading a few manuscripts not yet published. As I read them, I began to think about what drives writers to write. Where do their stories come from? The obvious answer would be from the mind, or heart, of the writer. Is that always the case though? Of course the book, in the form it is in, came from the mind of the writer, but was it always there? This leads me to my topic, the different types of writers.
This post has nothing to do with genres, writing styles, or even whether or not you are professional. It has to two with two things, and two things only. The ones who write to write, and the ones who write to win. Now that may seem like a bit of an odd way to phrase things, but please allow me to clarify. Those that write to write have a story to share. They have something deep within them waiting patiently, or sometimes not so patiently, to burst from within and make its debut onto paper. It keeps you awake at night, figuratively pokes you at random points during your day, it even interrupts your most important business meetings without hesitation. At times all you can do is write simply to evade its pestering. And when it is finally out of your head, and onto paper does it finally lapse into silence. These are the writers of passion, the ones who go on to captivate fresh minds and plant seeds of its own. These are the writers I admire.
Opposite from them, you have the writers that write to win. I despise you. Not because you do not have a story to tell, for surely as I sit typing this you sat typing your book. However these stories did not bloom within you, and did not invade your every day life. You are the ones who sit at your computer and use google to tell you your story. You use the media, the sales records, anything that tells you whats in to write your story. Suddenly, a book about clowns taking over the moon becomes a bestseller, and before we can even stop to consider just who the hell would right a book about clowns, the world is bombarded with clown books. This is your doing, you pesky writer you. Am I disdainful of your desire to write something that someone will read? Of course not. I could never despise you for wanting your book to reach an audience. Every writer wants someone to read their work, anyone who says otherwise is lying. Instead I despise you simply because you did not suffer. Google can not tell you what your passion is, only you can.
Point is, write your story, and write it the way you want, not the way you think more people would want it.
“Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive that is youer than you.” -Dr. Seuss