How great is it being a writer? I mean, really? We get to spend every day that we want, making virtually no money, writing.
We get to come up with fantastic worlds that may confuse or mystify our readers, if we have any. We can create whole languages that may remain in obscurity for all of eternity only to confound an archeological crew ten-thousand years from now, wondering what kind of history was being represented and where all these vampires and zombies came from and went to. I come to think, and I want to believe, that in the future our words are going to be taken as seriously as the story of Atlantis. Three sentences in a text that will have treasure hunters looking for things that never existed but on the page and in our minds.
How great is it to be a writer?
Geeking out over The Black Hole (Disney, 1979)
4 weeks ago