Some of you (perhaps if you've have been in a coma these past few months) might not know that I am in SERIOUS awe of Stephen King. I own ALL of his books (hardbacks, no less) and have read most of them. (I’m sorry, Steve, but Lisey’s Story is STILL on my table with the bookmark that Tommy Tucker made me rooted safely in the middle. That one is tough going.)
I adore his “On Writing” and have recommended it at least one thousand times on this blog, and probably more than that on all the others I’ve been visiting night and day since this blogging madness began 17 months ago. I feel a special kinship with Steve- it’s almost as if we’re related. I adore his writing style- he makes me feel as if I am listening to him talk while I read his words. I can honestly hear that New England accent come through as I gobble up his words like a starving woman.
To be quite frank, I’ve often thought our styles were somewhat similar. Well, except for the fact that, oh, he’s a GAZILLIONAIRE, and his characters throw hatchets and spew blood and rise from the dead. Yeah, other than those minor details, we’re practically twins.
His advice to writers, however, is golden. If you’ll allow me, here are a few of his important points:
1. Most books about writing are bullshit.
2. Omit needless words. (Okay, he stole that from Elements of Style, but I forgive him.)
3. You must not come lightly to the blank page.
4. When writing, use the first word that comes to your mind, if it is appropriate and colorful.
5. The adverb is not your friend.
6. Read and write a lot. Let me say that again. Read and Write a lot.
I know I’ve been rambling, but here’s the point of this. My sister, the queen of finding gold at the Goodwill, brought me a little present recently, a gift in honor of my hero.
And if you take the time to look inside, you might see THIS!!!
Yeah. I almost PASSED OUT when she gave it to me. Ain’t sisters grand?
(I'm over here today, as well. He threatened me and pressured me and was relentless. Well. Not really.)