I’m having a little bit of split identity here – I write in all these styles, and others, and so often here the phrase ‘niche yourself’. Apparently I am meant to niche myself.
Um, well, that might be fine for some people, but I’m not like some people. Sorry. I am one of those gals that questions almost everything, asks copious rhetorical questions and can’t stand text that doesn’t have a visual aspect to it.
This is possibly why I am a little bit of this and a dash of that. Also, I think it’s like food. Writing in only one genre, or one style might be bad for my health. I need variety. Don’t we all need variety?
What if I was only to write poetry with an Australian bush theme? That may have been awesome for Henry Lawson but it just don’t fit this mould well. And my rhymes are spew-worthy when I try too hard 🙂
Nope. I think I’m stuck with multiple-style syndrome. At least for now. And the more I write and share, the more I feel okay with my own quirks. The more I see myself for who I am – it’s like my very self is emerging on the screen and I am seeing me, and seeing more clarified parts of me, more often.
I’m getting used to the view.
Anyway, after a day of working on my first chapter for Reconciled and redrafting it for a submission for a course, I am all typed out. I’m thinking of adding it here and sharing about the experiences I’m having as an ’emerging’ writer. Funny phrase, since I am 41 and apparently have been ’emerging’ since I was at least 5.
Just call me slow release fertiliser.
Watch this space for the first peek of Reconciled in the next day or so 🙂