I’ve been writing since 6th grade. My little sister called my writings my “secret stories because I wouldn’t let anyone read them.
And, yes, I still am keeping them secret, but I’m working up the courage to show the world. It’s like baring my soul, it’s incredibly hard to do!
I stumbled on a book by Ursula K Le Guin filled with nonfiction: her thoughts on writing, science fiction, fantasy, all that. Wow. I read for about a minute and looked up hours later.
The most interesting part so far is how she talks about pushing the boundaries of a genre. That got me thinking. That, after all, is the point of writing, isn’t it? To explore and push boundaries? Whether they’re boundaries of genre or morality or philosophy or whatever, if you’re not pushing against them, what’s the point? You might as well be writing made-for-tv-movies for the Disney channel. BLeh.
So I started a notebook to explore boundaries. Ask questions. I think we all have a fear of pushing the boundaries: what if we lose ourselves in the process? What if, in just turning to look at the dark side of our souls, that dark side takes over, consumes us? What if, in questioning God, we lose our faith? That’s my big one. I have always felt that God is okay with our questioning, yet I’ve also felt afraid to question because I fear my own weak faith.
So far, it’s exciting. Makes me want to jump from the nonfiction I’ve been pursuing to the fiction that I set aside for so long, but started first.
We’ll see what happens.