For a young, inexperienced writer like myself the world seems to spin twice as fast. I don’t have time to stop, to ponder, to throw away pages of literature. I want to inspire in people what my favorite stories inspired in me.
I write as if tomorrow will never come. I write as if today is the last day of my life.
Funny, isn’t it?
But it’s true.
I believe that young, inexperienced writers set out to write the words they think the world desires to read. The words the world needs. When they gain a bit of experience, they set out to write the words they desire to read. And that’s a pretty big difference.
I’m not sure this applies to me now, but when I was younger, I wanted to use all my ideas and characters and put them into a single story. I thought that’s how masterpieces are made.
With experience you realize how precious ideas are. You store them. You also realize that in order to write a story you need just one idea.
Some write as if the world is going to end tomorrow, and some as if the world is never going to end.