Today's my birthday so I'm thinking about age. Not in a morbid I'm-gonna-die-soon sort of way. More like a wonder-what-my-next-adventure-should-be kind of way. Life doesn't stop just because I turn 54 or 64 or 94. It continues until my last breath, and who knows when that will be.
So for all of you who feel like you've got a book in you somewhere but you think you're just too old to get published, here is your kick in the pants to start writing. Just because some writers start penning prose when they're in their twenties or thirties, that doesn't mean you can't write a fantastic debut novel when you're eighty. In fact, you'll have the advantage of life experience that gives stories a depth younger folks just don't have.
Here's a list of awesome authors that didn't start writing until their later years . . .
Bram Stoker was 43.
Laura Ingalls Wilder published her first book at 64.
James Michener wrote 40 books after the age of 40.
Frank McCourt was 66.
The point is it's never too late to start a writing career. You don't have to go to the grave with that book still inside of you. You don't have to give up your dream.
I hear voices. Loud. Incessant. And very real. Which basically gives me
two options: choke back massive amounts of Prozac or write fiction. I chose the
latter. Way cheaper. I've been writing since I discovered blank wall space and
Crayolas. I seek to glorify God in all that I write...except for that graffiti
phase I went through as a teenager. Oops. Did I say that out loud?