Writing is by far my greatest passion, though I do have an odd and rather random love for out of the ordinary things like black holes, alternate dimensions, string theory, quantum physics...and all that good stuff. Not to say I know anything about any of those subjects, because I don't, but if I could pick anything to learn about I would definitely go into subjects like those. Of course, I don't think I could possibly get a job studying something like that so, alas, that passion will go unexplored. Hopefully, however, I will one day have a job having something to do with writing. Hopefully.
In the mean time I'm thinking of becoming a translator for Chinese or Japanese or some other popular language (business wise) like that. Translating sounds like a rather interesting job, really - and I don't mean becoming an interpreter. Interpreters are those people who stand between the two different groups and translate what each group is saying back and forth, if you don't know. A translator translates documents and things of that sort - not people. As far as I know at least. I also know that a translator never translates into a foreign language. They always translate a foreign language into their first language. English, in my case. Of course. Apparently the philosophy is 'you know your language best so you should always translate into your language'. So if I were to become a chinese translator I would always translate chinese into english...and some chinese person would translate english into chinese. Just because, that way, less mistakes are made. Clever, isn't it?
But I'm getting off subject now... Anyway, I absolutely love to write. To be truthful though, I love reading even more than I love writing. I only hope to become a writer because I'm such an avid reader...and what sort of avid reader doesn't eventually want to ascend to the level of their most treasured idols, the authors of their most coveted books? None that I know of, though I am sure there are many out there. So hopefully in years to come I'll have scrounged up enough skill to write something at least semi-passable. As it is I live with a thousand grand ideas rotting in the dark and dusty recesses of my brain with little to no outlet. My biggest problem with writing, currently, is finishing. Finishing anything. The farthest I have ever gotten was 168 pages or so. Pretty lengthy, some might say...but in reality the story was rather poorly written. It was long, but with only sparse detail and quite a few things to be filled in. And...of course...incomplete. I find myself spilling forth with beautiful, glimmering images of masterfully wrought landscapes and deep, colorful characters...but I simply do not have the patience to develope them. I find myself desperate to skip ahead, knowing a sudden plot twist looming on the horizon, a couple chapters away. And then I get caught. Suddenly I don't have the desire to build up to that point. I simply want to get there, but I don't have the patience to drag myself through the mud of 'rising action' to do so.
And so it is that many - no, all of my stories have faded away with time, forgotten and lost in the ebb and flow of my very fickle interest. Or boredom, to be more accurate. It's my deepest belief that all I have to do is finish one story. One decently lengthed, well written story and then the curse will be broken and I will be free to dreg up all the stories my mind creates on a daily basis and put them to paper. Memory actually. On the computer, since I can never keep my flow of thought going on paper. I get hand cramps and write too slow. I require the speed of a keyboard - I type insanely fast.
So there we are. A brief summary of my writing woes, though I'm sure they are similar for the majority of people on fictionpress. I'm nothing special, and have very little desire to be special. No, I want very little in life, truthfully. A good book and time to read it...and somewhere to release my 'creative energies'. Alas, how sad that I wasn't born into a billionaire family with all the money in the world and nothing left to spend it on.
Anyway...some small facts about me. Short and succinct, for your viewing pleasure.
Name: Caitlin
Age: 17
Favorite Authors: George R. R. Martin, R. A. Salvatore, Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman (together), Terry Brooks, Dianna Wynn Jones (for lighter, easier reading), Robert Jordan (good for the most part), and Kate Elliott.
Currently Reading: The Golden Key (By Kate Elliott and two other authors)
On a side note, I STRONGLY recommend that EVERY ONE read Orwell's 1984. I read it for summer reading this year and was absolutely stunned. It is a fantastic book that has the power to make you want to rip it to shreds...especially if you have strong political, moral, or religious values. It's a cautionary book on what could happen if the government gained too much control. This might not sound interesting but I - a huge, die hard fantasy fan - absolutely loved it. Intellecutually challenging, driven, terrifying...just plain amazing. And very educational. It also has frightening ties to life nowadays that brought goosebumps to my skin.
Anyway, that's enough for now, I'd say. I've wasted enough space.
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