Anyone can be a writer. If you work at it, you can even be a good writer.
You need a basic grasp of the English language. You need to know punctuation, grammar, and sentence structure. You need to know how to string several sentences together in a cohesive string.
And that’s it.
You don’t need to go to writing school. You don’t need to take special writing classes. You don’t need permission. No one is going to tap a sword on your shoulders and say, “I dub thee. . . a WRITER!”
You just need to start stringing words together in a way that is pleasing to you. And, if you like, pleasing to other people. You just need to start writing something you enjoy, and when you’re done, you need to write something else.
I have based my entire writing career on trying something new and seeing if I liked it. Not waiting for someone to tell me I can do it, or taking a class on it. If I like it, I’ll do it again. If I really like it, I’ll keep doing it. That’s how I’ve managed to make a living — and a long-term hobby — out of being a professional blogger, a newspaper humor columnist, and now, a book author.
I didn’t need any special training or permission to be a writer. I didn’t take any writing classes. No one granted me a writer-ship with a sword. But, on a good day, I can sometimes do it better than the people who did get all of that.
Back in 2005, I entered a script for a play into the 2005 Indiana Theatre Works script competition. I took a play that I had originally written for radio, and adapted it for the stage. But I had never even written a stage play before, so I wasn’t sure how it was done, so I did some reading and wrote what I thought was a “proper” script. I even had to ask my wife for stage blocking directions.
So you can imagine my surprise when I was named a finalist for the Indiana Theatre Works conference itself, where I would get to meet other writers, directors, and even actors. I was in awe of the people who were there, and I questioned whether I belonged.
This was a room full of playwrights and Masters of Fine Arts holders whose specialty was in playwriting. I was just some schlub who made booger jokes once a week for some newspapers.
Everyone else had spent years, and sometimes decades, in “the thea-tah.” My only experience in live theatre was as a G-Man in “You Can’t Take It With You” when I was 16. My total stage experience was two lines. Otherwise I hadn’t done anything with or for live theatre.
But I could write. I had already been writing for 18 years, so I at least knew my way around a pen and paper, so I tried to get by on my (false) confidence. Everyone else figured it out though, as the weekend went on, and I asked some pretty basic questions. Plus, I think I blurted out “but this is my first play!” more than once.
So a few people were rather annoyed when I received the Best Comedy Script for the entire competition, beating out a couple MFAs who had spent years honing their craft, sweating every word, only to be beaten by some newbie who entered the contest on a whim, because he had never written a play before.
What’s my point?
My point is that, it doesn’t take anything or anyone special to be a writer. Anyone can do it, and anyone can succeed.
It doesn’t matter whether you can spell. Or that you don’t know the difference between the subject and object of a sentence (after 24 years of writing, I’m still not clear). Or that no one has said “you’re a WRITER!” and whacked you with a sword.
All you need is a laptop, or a typewriter, or even a stubby pencil and the back of an envelope. It’s up to you to call yourself a writer, because no one else is going to. Or needs to.
Besides, my sword is tarnished.
Erik Deckers is the co-owner of Professional Blog Service, and the co-author of “Branding Yourself” and a new social media book coming out in October. He also helped write “Twitter Marketing for Dummies.” Erik will be the keynote speaker on Day 2 of Blog Indiana 2011.