(Listening to - The Misfits - Die Monster Die)
(The title is a reference to The Simpsons episode where Marge writes a book. It seemed apt, seeing as this post is about how I started writing.)
There is a saying that seems to be both loved and loathed in equal amounts among the writing community.
"Everyone has a book inside them."
There are a bunch of different versions of this quote, but they all mean the same thing, and they all reinforced the same thought in my head. "I could do that." That was back in my last year of high school, so I was 15 or 16. For the next seven or eight years, I did nothing about it. Not one thing. I worked, I (occasionally) studied, I played, I slept, but not once did I think "right! Time to get cracking on this book of mine!"
Even so, the thought remained, swimming around in the back of my mind, like an [insert irritating metaphor about fish that makes little sense].
So, yeah. The thought was there, but a thought it stayed. Until one late night around two and a half years ago when a short and rather vague idea for the first part of a scene popped into my head. It was something like:
Garett picked himself up off the floor and knocked the dust from his clothing.
"Is it so hard to run a broom over a place every once in a while?"
I thought "ooooooh!", made a note on my pocket PC and went back to bed. The next morning I started writing. That line is now the opening line of my 70k+ fantasy novel, Solus.
It took me two years (18 months slacking, 6 months working) to reach "The End", and that was only the first draft. It's badly written, full of continuity errors, plot holes and cardboard characters, but I love it like a child. Nothing beats holding a printed MS in your hand and thinking "I made this. These people exist because of me."
Well, except maybe holding the published version. ;-)
Anyway, that's enough from me, what about you? How did you get started?
I want blog posts and links, people! :)