I am contacting you hoping to solicit a response as a part of a challenge. I have never tried to contact anyone of any stature, but a recent book suggested attempting such a feat. The concept is a willingness to try despite the implied limitations and repeated roadblocks; quite like that spike in the bedroom wall. It occurred to me during the second read of On Writing, that you would be the ideal candidate and you might even relate to my endeavour, although that would depend on my ability to convey my thoughts and God’s will.
I want to write a book; yeh, I bet that’s f$%in original. Coming from a guy who failed high school english three times, wouldn’t read anything but playboy until I was thirty five (it was purely for the fiction –I’m sure you understand) and avoided writing like the clap, this is a bold statement. I read your book to this end. I thought it would be full of boring crap on grammar and punctuation, so I was pleased to find the collage of wonderful shorts providing a portal into the mind of a great author. The limited grammar lessons were good but don’t tell any of my high school buddies I said that. Mostly I liked the concept of being myself, writing what I know and in a way familiar to me despite literary assay.
You may be wondering why I picked you from the array of possible authors. I relate to your experiences; not in a sick Misery kind of way, just life circumstance. Five and half years ago I found myself stuck; twenty years of liquor solace left me sick and single. Somewhere between teenage overindulgence and self-induced torturous solitude, I crossed a border that I didn’t know existed; a subtle new frontier where I could no longer make decisions for myself. Thankfully, through numerous individuals willing to share their experiences, I know I’m not alone. Not that this type of thing is unusual, actually startlingly common, but the insight into life and living that sometimes follows is. You’re a lucky man to have a relationship that endured a bout with addiction; actually to survive at all is a feat. It is my observation those who triumph, seem to view the world in an extraordinary way.
I believe your theory of literary telepathy has merit. I feel on some level that I know you...maybe it’s just that I relate to your experiences and a little wishful thinking mashed together. I would like to say bravo however that would be cliché; I’m sure someone else could do it better and my insignificant addition would likely only appease me.
It is my hope that this post will spawn a response, maybe even a “Keep on trying, there’s potential here!” or, if not, a fine “F#%k Off!” either way, from one of the world’s greatest fiction novelists, any reply would let me know that amazing feats can be accomplished if I try.
Robin Streatch, Inspired Thinker - Soon to be Writer