The Power of Words
Monday, January 19th, 2009Words are the most powerful drug used by mankind.
Rudyard Kipling
Do you remember the first book you read, the one that touched you so deeply, disturbed or excited you to the point where you found yourself unable to put it down? You picked it up again in every spare moment, you thought about it when you weren’t reading it. You fought against rushing to finish, devouring every phrase, every detail.
My son is reading a series of books about warrior cats. He’s a book lover like his parents. His love affair started when, at four, he and I read Junie B Jones together and now at 11, he’s already gone through the Harry Potter books, the Lemony Snicket series, the Titans and the cat warriors. He realizes the power of the written word. He understands how picking up a book can be transformative but also appreciates a good old fashioned bit of entertainment too.
He and I were talking about how some books are just better than others and about how that can be different depending on who you are. He asked me about those books that captured my imagination. I told him about the first time I read William Gibson’s Neuromancer. A slim book. Gibson is the kind of author who uses one word when another author would use twelve. I love that bare bones style and I think it’s why I’ll pick up Gibson instead of Stephenson every time (although I understand the appeal of Stephenson, I prefer Gibson’s style). I remember picking up Richard Morgan’s Altered Carbon and reading it, stumbling upon a passage I had to re-read four times because it was so vivid.
Words are my drug, my lure. I love them. I love to read them and I love to write them. As we near the end of this challenge, I realize how distracted I’ve felt during these last 70+ days. But when I went through to get a wordcount early last week I realized I made my goal count as well as finishing multiple proposals, I completed several rounds of copy edits, final pass pages, AAs, edits, and I wrote and finished some novellas and a novel. It has been a particularly frenetic period for me complete with a few moments of authorial panic about numerous things.
But in the end, the words lured me back home. I trusted them to get me through and they continue to do so. Thank goodness.










