Last week in our writing group, several of us (if not all of us) were admiring another fellow writer’s talent for metaphors and similes. Her writing borders on the magical at times. The words she chooses are beautiful, gentle, calming and she weaves them into images that draw us into the scene, making us experience the moment in every pore of our being. We are drawn into her world and, for that moment, we are there. She has a gift and we want it. We wish we could use the words as she does, to conjure up not just the visual, but the tactile experience. Oh, if we could only write like her.
I want to be that girl.
There are many amazing writers out there whom I admire. I wish I could write a story like Jane Austen, Edgar Rice Burroughs, Janet Evanovich, J.K. Rowling, and J.R.R. Tolkien. I think, “If only I could write like that, I would be more confident. My stories would sound better. Be better. Perhaps even be awe inspiring.” And then I could reach the pinnacle of writerstardom. I could be on the New York Times Best Seller List.
Or do I?
But, the more I thought about this, the more I realized that her style of writing, her voice, is uniquely hers as is all of our writing styles. My fellow writers are talented in their own right. They express themselves differently, uniquely, but clearly in their own voice. They offer up a little bit of themselves with each piece they write. All with a new perspective on whatever the topic may be. Through their own eyes, filtered through their own experiences, and written in their own words. They all have a gift. Each and every one of them.
Share your gift.
Write your story.
“We are each gifted in a unique and important way. It is our privilege and our adventure to discover our own special light.”