The pinnacle of a writer’s development path is finding their voice. That thing that lends their story spirit, finding their style, unique to the author themselves and ultimately defines them throughout their writing life.
This post is not about voice.
Rather this post is using a tenuous analogy to talk about the less well-known and less appreciated stage of a writer’s development path, the more pimply age, where there are other things which make your stories, poetry, non-fiction sound familiar, in ways you find unexpected.
What I’m saying is, lots of stuff from your writing mix in over to your next piece.
I was writing a story of a man, who was riddled with guilt over the death of his wife, was standing on the edge of his apartment roof looking at the pinpricks of lights below that I realized that I have been writing a lot of stories of people hanging around rooftops. None of them jumped (though they were seriously weighing the pros and cons) which is another similarity. What’s more, more than most of my stories had unhappy endings. But it’s not just plot points; you could find that a lot of your dialogue is the same, or that quite a few of your characters (i.e. faux-British accent twit is mine) bleed into your next character.
Now I’m not saying that this is a bad thing. More often than not this is just natural development, and in some cases you will be revisiting similar plotlines, characters and themes because they are something you wish to swim in for awhile.
But hey who’s got favourite words? Here’s mine.
By a North York Writer