What a lot of people might not realize is that writing is a pretty grueling process. It is my hope to help ease this process by humbly offering some guidance. The good news is there is no age, gender, race, or religious restrictions. Just write, and keep writing. What makes a good story? A story that everyone can identify with, and hooks (this is another topic all together). This is the very heart of your entire process. The ability for your reader to identify with your story. This is also the hardest thing to do. It must be concise and keep your story moving. I often will engage in an exercise to help strengthen my ability to perform this minor miracle of description. I will sit back and watch people and take notes as I describe what they are doing. I will provide flavor and breadth to the scene as I write. For instance, I was at the international airport in, Mexico City, Mexico. I was just sitting back and looking around. As my flight was delayed I had time (see even in the last couple of sentences you have a good mental image of what was going on).
I could have written:
As John sat in the airport waiting for the plane to board, he noticed a bunch of people milling about their business.
This is very dry, and does not offer a very flavorful prospective at all. Try this:
Upon hearing the news that his flight had been delayed. John sat down on one of the nearby benches. Smelling the various eating holes in the area, he started to get a bit hungry. The pilot was apparently coming from another inbound flight and was behind himself. The airport was filled to the brim with all manner of travelers. To the right not far off stood a pair young lovers, holding hands and staring into each other’s eyes. Smiling to the point of that John thought their faces were actually fixed. As it was, John could not help but smile himself at the sight of it. Breaking his gaze from the love-struck couple he noticed a family sitting not too far from him. The father seemed to be playing a game on his cell phone while the mother played with their son, who sat between them. John could see the father sneak glances at the progress of the child as he met the challenge of his game. It was interesting how they were unconsciously protecting him. The lad was in a human cage fitted between both parents. He didn’t mind, he was having too much fun. Predictably, John finally heard his flight being called to board. Silently saying good bye to his friends who he met through his observations he gathered his possessions, boarded the plane and made his way home.
While this small passage isn’t perfect it drives home the atmosphere of the scene. It allows the reader to identify with the scene as it unfolds. If you want to write give this a try and you will find writing will come to you much easier. Thanks for reading and come back soon!