Rob Dearsley

I was going to start with a short story, or perhaps a first chapter or something. But, I thought to myself, which one? .... So I'm going through my story folder on my computer- If you're a writer you know the one, it's the place where all the old ideas go to gather dust and exchange stories about how they were fresh and new once. ( http://www.noveldoctor.com/2013/01/26/the-society-of-abandoned-manuscripts/ ) Anyway I end up picking up a story a started and forgot about a long time ago. I started  reading through it, I remember the story, I remember where I planned to take it, I even remember the point when it did that wonderful thing of taking on a life of it's own, that point where the characters start talking back, or wandering off and doing their own thing. So I'm reading through the first couple of chapters, and I like the characters and where it's all going, there are even some flashes of descent prose in there. But damn is it badly written! I star

Hi and welcome, Take a seat. I'll try not to keep you long but you might be as well be comfortable while a ramble. As I've implied above I fancy myself for a bit of an amater writer. Now let's not get too far ahead. I write, occasionally it doesn't suck, and now I want to start sharing this habit of creating worlds and people, and then bending them to my will. So (if you stick around long enough), you'll see short stories, chapters, snippets, characters and so on and so forth. But I'll also be writing about writing, showing you how I write the way I do maybe a bit on why, but that's a rather large existential subject worthy of it's own blog. Anyway I've gone on for long enough for now, and it's getting late, so I'll leave you with one final perl of wisdom. Former US President Andrew Jackson once stated that he had “little respect for a man who can only think of one way to spell a word." This appeals to the dyslexic in me.