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A Sense of Obligation

On Anne-girl's new blog (Half-Baked), she posted a series of questions for us to answer.  Here is the post.  Below are the questions and my answers.
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What is your favorite kind of cake? If you don't eat cake {because of gluten issues or allergies or diet or whatever} what is your favorite dessert?  I like vanilla...or lemon...with the perfect kind of icing.  I am sorry to say that I don't know the name of the perfect icing, but I can promise that I will know it when I taste it.

How long have you been writing?  I was making scribbles across the page in imitation of words before I even knew my alphabet.  Whether or not you can actually call that writing...

Do you read books and blogs about writing? If so what are some of your favorites?  I find writing tips mostly from GoTeenWriters, K.M. Weiland, Anne-girl, theinkpenauthoress, and thepenslayer.

Do you believe it's important to study writing as an art form? Why or why not?  Interestingly enough, I already have a post scheduled on this very topic -- check back tomorrow for it.

Who's writing has influenced yours the most?  Hmm...hard to say.

Do you consider writing more important than food? Why or why not?   This depends. 
If we are only delaying the food for a little while, then, yes, maybe.  I have been known to type on while everybody else is sitting down to lunch.  It's not worth interrupting an important scene.
If we are actually skipping meals or (horrors!) skipping two meals, then, no, it is not.  How am I to produce excellent story material on a starved brain?

Tell us the thing you are most excited about with your writing.  I love weaving plot threads.  This is something I think that Dickens does well.  I also like scenes that make me laugh, scenes that make me fall in love with my own characters, and scenes that have such gripping action that I am on the edge of my seat to see what my fingers type next.  And I like knowing that I am getting better at writing.

What are you dreading most in your writing?  I am sure this is one of those teacher-y questions that helps the instructor know where to start with a student.  I should answer with something like: "I hate maintaining my characters" or "writing the third act is such a chore for me."  But I can't think of anything like that right now.
No dread, Anne-girl, just excitement...unless it is dread that others won't see the story the way that I do nor understand what I am trying to say.

Would you rather have people love your book now or be considered a genius after you are dead?  I don't think I care, really.  Both would be nice, of course.  I think it would be hard to spend my whole life thinking that I didn't write well enough for the general public.  If I KNEW I would be considered a genius after I died, that would make it easier.  I could plug away at my writing, knowing that it would eventually count for something.  Actually, the more I think about it, the more I like that idea.  I could live out my days in peace and quietness -- no fame, no marketing gimmicks, no public demands -- and then my books could be revered after I am comfortably in my grave.  :)
There is something to be said for the books that stood the test of time, even if they were not well-received when they first appeared.  I have a lot of respect for that.
But I would appreciate the encouragement, while I am still alive, of my books being loved.
When it comes down to it, though, I would write whether my books made it big or not.  Sooo...we are back to where I started: I don't think I care.


And, Anne-girl...I'm just teasing with my title.  ;)

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