This made so much sense to me especially this part:

"Paper is my friend. It keeps my secrets and hides my follies. I am content to whisper everything to it, my friend and ally. I can speak the truth to nobody. Hello, Nobody! No one else is entitled to hear my thoughts."

Whenever I write in my notebook, I feel this way. Everything you have written is true. I don't think anyone but a writer would understand what your saying.

"Anyone who writes, and who understands the principles of writing, will nod their heads along to all of this."

That. Is true. And that's all that I can truly say to this, because what else is there but the repetetiveness of "I completely agree," "I understand," "I love that part," "I know exactly what you're saying," "you sound slightly bonkers, but simultaneously not in the least," and on and on.

I've copied and pasted so many random parts of this to two of my friends, and I'm currently attempting to get them to read it.
I even posted a bulletin about it and with this URL on Myspace.
That's how much I adore this.
I want other people to read it and know it and get it like I get it.
I'm favouriting this- on this site and on my computer. I want to look back at it later. I want to remember it.

I cannot explain to you how much sense you have made. I can only say that the next thing I upload will be similar, seeing as I haven't just sat down to write without stopping in a long while. It takes me weeks to finish one short story, simply because I distract myself. I guess sometimes I'm too scared what will come out if I force myself to stay on.

I loved this. It's in every writer's head, in mine, in millions of others. I particularly connected with this part: "I cried more after 1984 than 9/11, and that’s the honest truth. It’s because we accept REAL tragedies as a part of life, but we know that fictional tragedies could’ve been prevented if only the author had some sense. That’s why it’s fun to write. It’s fun to bring others pain. Writers are the worst kind of sadist."

I think I've said that in my own way more than a million times, in more or less words.

It is so completely true.

Everything you have written is true.

Thank you for writing this.

Lots of universal ideas and emotions (:
I liked this:
"even though my hand is out of breath"...

I had to copy this WordPad and make paragraphs to read it... But, I read it. And I did nod a lot, and I think that your're allowed to feel special.

Amongst my friends I am the writer, the weird, crazy one. If all writers group together, they're normal. But in their schools, they're special.

I once did this, mine is called "Growing up". I might do another one, and I really do agree with EVERYTHING you said. Not to sound pretentious and arrogant, but us writers see the world differently.

An example: I was on a plane back home today, and I'm pretty sure that most other teens at my school would have listened to their iPods or sms-ed each other...

I, on the other hand, read and wrote. I looked out the window and got inspired by mountains and clouds. I wrote two poems that I'll post soon: "Cloud girl" and "The Crystal Masked Girl".

I think your left hand should have been writing and your right hand should have been hovering over the "enter" key. I could send you the version I made, with paragraphs.

I understand that this is a writing rant, but when I saw the huge chunk of text, the earth yanked my mouth to the floor... Still kind of have a loose mouth... XD

Anyway, I'm off to read chapter two of "How not to write a story", I think that's the title...

Kayleigh