By JD Craddock
Where do you begin a journey? At the beginning I suppose the answer is. That’s easy when it’s a tangible journey from one place to another. I left my house in Hertfordshire, got the bus to the airport and flew to my sister’s house in Spain. To describe a journey like that is easy, but a journey in writing, that’s a different kettle of fish.
For the start of my writing journey I have to go back to my informative years, my childhood. Did I write? Not if I could help it. But I did read and I loved the rhymes that my grandmother used to make up. So I guess that’s where it all started. As for reading, the children’s classics such as Robin Hood, Lorna Doon and Robinson Crusoe enchanted me. I often dreamt of writing a wondrous story like the ones I had read but never thought that I would actually write one or even have the ability to. Now I have almost finished my second novel, have a children’s series on the go and have countless poems under my belt. It’s funny how things can change.
How things change, that is, the writing journey. Just as we see different scenery through the car, bus, train window, we see and understand different ways to write and we develop new techniques for our craft. I always have my eyes open wide on a journey because I never want to miss a single thing and that is not different on this journey.
My first attempts at writing were parodies of popular songs. I used to spend hours fitting new words to old tunes and trying to make them make sense and be funny at the same time. Alas I no longer have any examples left of them, except the one I learned by heart from singing it to my niece, .a thousand times. It was a parody of ‘Living In A Plastic Age’ by The Buggles, entitled, ‘Living In A Plastic Tent’. Probably the less said about it the better! I soon moved on to writing my own lyrics and then eventually on to poetry and stories. The step up from writing for my own pleasure to writing for the pleasure of others was a big step. In fact the step was big enough to send me back to school to brush up my grammar and creative writing skills. I had hated English class at school but as a mature student I relished getting to grips with Romeo and Juliet.
My journey, to date, through writing has been weird to say the least but it’s also been rewarding, especially as I’ve felt myself grow and develop into the writer I am today. I know that the journey never stops and you never know where it is going to take you either. That mystery and uncertainty plants a seed of excitement and that excitement is what makes me pick up a pen or sit at a keyboard and compose. Not every session is fruitful though; sometimes a pile of scraps is all that I can show for my efforts. One thing is always a certainty though; I never throw those scraps away. It can clutter up my journey but on another day when I’m struggling for ideas or my mood is different I go back and read through all my jottings and I can almost guarantee that they will spark a piece in my mind.
I’ve just realised that the next leg of my journey has just begun. This piece is my first attempt at an article for a web site and hopefully won’t be the last. I will just have to see what Sue, the editor, makes of it. Wish me luck.
Where will the next leg of the trip take me? Don’t tell me, I love surprises. If it takes me to my writing dream I will be a very happy man. I don’t have to tell you what my writing dream is because you are writers so I know you have the same dream. One thing I do know is if that’s where I am heading I will be having that dream with my eyes open wide.
About the Author
John was born and raised in West London UK. Later moving to Hertfordshire where he married and raised a family. His serious writing began after his children were grown. An author and poet, he now devotes as much time has he can to his writing and dreams to one day class this as his occupation. Please keep up with his work on this site and on
Web site ...new website is imminent....