The 11 Most Distinctive Types Of Writers

The 11 Most Distinctive Types Of Writers

Where do you fall on the spectrum?

Writers come in a wide variety, ranging from eccentric to secretive. These creators come from all around and want to show off their range of skills. Knowing which writer you are dealing with will help establish how to converse with them, whether it be feedback or motivation. Writers are an imaginatively wild bunch. Here are the most distinctive:

1. The writer who doesn't write.

You enjoy writing but call yourself a writer. However, you never "have enough time to write." We writers know writing is hard, and so some of us tend to put it off. If you are the writer who doesn't write, you are like the majority of us: getting distracted by the internet, television and movies, video games, or whatever your favorite form of procrastination is. Carry on, fellow procrastinators. There's always tomorrow (or the next day).

2. The ambitious writer.

You're the kind of writer who likes a challenge. NaNoWriMo is child's play to you. When you write, you aim for as many words and as many projects as possible. If you could be writing, you better believe that you will be writing. You're the type of writer who enjoys jumping headfirst into the rabbit-hole of your work-in-progresses. Keep it up, zealous writers, your discipline is an inspiration to us all.

3. The fanfiction addictions.

You are the writer who enjoys writing about the characters you love without any expectations. Fanfiction has become near and dear to many internet users' hearts, and creators of this literature have given their creativity with no expectation of being published. You are the type of writer who enjoys adding your own two-cents to your favorite characters. Write on, you creative content innovators.

4. The coffee shop writer.

You're the writer who needs to be seen in public without wanting to be disturbed in public. Maybe your apartment or local library has seen too much of you this week, or maybe you need a good cup of Joe while pounding away at that keyboard; either way, you are some of the most known writers there are. Stay true to yourselves, traditionalists. You are making your presence known while getting those words written.

5. Serial character murderers.

You are the merciless writers who enjoy having your own personal graveyard of characters you have created. It won't do any good to just have one character be killed off -- there has to be at least three. You gain sustenance from the tears of your readers and won't listen to anyone who tells you that you have gone too far. Slay on, ruthless writers.

5. The bucket-listers.

You are the writer who is fine only writing one book in their life, an item off your bucket list. You don't want the stress of editing for hours on end, or the hassle of thinking how to connect a series of novels together. No. You like it to stand alone and be a reflection of yourself. Type on, bucket-listers, because the world's your oyster.

7. The plot bunny breeders.

You enjoy collecting as many story ideas as possible without necessarily knowing how to connect them. When you walk down the street, hear a new tune, or stay up too late, a new idea will spring to you, and it is so innovative that you have to store it with its siblings before you can think of how to fit it into the story. Don't forget to write those ideas down, because plot bunnies have been known to vanish minutes after you spot them. Continue imagining, plot bunny breeders, you make the written world more interesting.

8. The self-proclaimed genius.

You are the writer who believes everything you write is perfect the first time you write it. Nothing about your ideas could be misconstrued because it's just as you imagined it. You are the writer who believes they know everything there is to know about writing, and other's need to take a chapter out of your book (not literally, though). Keep your word count as high as your confidence.

9. The writer whose characters are "real."

You will never convince these writers that their characters and worlds are fictional. You know those characters have told you their stories and you will be their voice for as long as needed. These characters are your muse and you love each and every one of them. Hold that muse close to you and write their story till they've no more story to offer.

10. Hush-hush writers.

You have a secret, and it's everything you are writing. Everything is password-protected and you triple check that no one is reading behind your should while you write. No one is allowed to know anything about your story for reasons only you know. Maybe your literary agent will be the first to see the manuscript in all its glory, or maybe you never want it to see the light of day. Follow your instincts, hush-hush writers, for as long as you are happy with what's on the page, it doesn't matter if anyone else knows about it.

11. My-way-or-the-highway writers.

Critique? Criticism? Constructive feedback? Those are some of the words you will hear. How dare someone insult what you have spent so much time on? It is perfect and they must be crazy for not seeing what you see in it. You are the mama bear of writers, and you don't enjoy when someone attacks your cubs. Keep that passion fueled.


Now that you've seen some of the wide diversity of writers, understanding them will be easier. Creating content can be taxing on a person, so make sure you know how to best walk into a conversation with your fellow artistic person.

If you are a writer, tag yourself with which one you are or let me know if you aren't on this list!

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Worlds Collide

To some, this will seem silly. To others, I hope it speaks truth.

  

Is it wrong that I want to call you mine?

Is it wrong that when you talk about her, I want you to talk about me instead?

I know what you’re all thinking

That this is just another silly little love poem

Designed to make people fall asleep as this tale was already told thousands of times before.

I know because I was just like you.

Falling asleep as soon as the girl started talking about ‘the one’

But this is different

Because I know you’re not the one.

And this isn’t silly.

Not to me.

I can’t say that I think about you all the time

Because I don’t.

Life is too hectic for that.

But little things will remind me of you.

Little, everyday things.

So in a way

I guess I do think about you a lot.

I think about hugging you

And being wrapped in a warm embrace, never wanting to escape into the cold air.

I think about you watching every theatrical performance I’m in

And cringing every time someone breaks into song because you hate musicals, 

But you come anyways

I think about you coming to my games, cheering me on

Then asking you to not come next time because you make me so nervous that I mess up

But you still come anyways.

I think about holding your hand

And you know people will talk but you choose not to care.

I think about coming to your games

Wearing your number on my cheek with so much pride that I pin my hair behind my ears so all can see it.

I think about driving around with you

Doing absolutely nothing

But never wanting to leave each other’s company so we just pretend like our destination is real.

I think about calling you

And staying on the phone for hours

First talking about this hellish, heinous world full of awful people

Then talking about absolutely nothing but we stay on the phone anyways because we can’t stand not hearing the other

But our worlds will never collide.

You would get too bored in my world

And I wouldn’t even know how to breath in yours.

I’ve tried

And I’ve failed.

I don't see a long term future for us.

Perhaps even after high school I will never see you again.

Your face never popping up in my head until I go through the list of unimportant people in my contacts.

How odd it is that someone so special to you at one point in time can just become another face of nothingness and blends right in with the crowd.

I’ve never seen us getting married 

Or having kids

Or even going to the same college.

Our plans for ourselves are too big for that. 

So I know that this will never become a long term thing.

But is it wrong that I want it to still happen?

I know our worlds will drive us apart,

But is it wrong that I want to try anyways?

I know that our futures have nothing to do with the other,

So why do I still want our nows to combine like a perfectly placed ribbon on top of a Christmas present?

You’ll never hear this.

Or even if you do, you’ll never know it’s about you.

Or even if you do, 

I’ll always say it’s not true.

Why?

Because deep down

I’ll always know

That our worlds will never collide.

  

Is it wrong that I want to call you mine?

Is it wrong that when you talk about her, I want you to talk about me instead?

I know what you’re all thinking

That this is just another silly little love poem

Designed to make people fall asleep as this tale was already told thousands of times before.

I know because I was just like you.

Falling asleep as soon as the girl started talking about ‘the one’

But this is different

Because I know you’re not the one.

And this isn’t silly.

Not to me.

I can’t say that I think about you all the time

Because I don’t.

Life is too hectic for that.

But little things will remind me of you.

Little, everyday things.

So in a way

I guess I do think about you a lot.

I think about hugging you

And being wrapped in a warm embrace, never wanting to escape into the cold air.

I think about you watching every theatrical performance I’m in

And cringing every time someone breaks into song because you hate musicals, 

But you come anyways

I think about you coming to my games, cheering me on

Then asking you to not come next time because you make me so nervous that I mess up

But you still come anyways.

I think about holding your hand

And you know people will talk but you choose not to care.

I think about coming to your games

Wearing your number on my cheek with so much pride that I pin my hair behind my ears so all can see it.

I think about driving around with you

Doing absolutely nothing

But never wanting to leave each other’s company so we just pretend like our destination is real.

I think about calling you

And staying on the phone for hours

First talking about this hellish, heinous world full of awful people

Then talking about absolutely nothing but we stay on the phone anyways because we can’t stand not hearing the other

But our worlds will never collide.

You would get too bored in my world

And I wouldn’t even know how to breath in yours.

I’ve tried

And I’ve failed.

I don't see a long term future for us.

Perhaps even after high school I will never see you again.

Your face never popping up in my head until I go through the list of unimportant people in my contacts.

How odd it is that someone so special to you at one point in time can just become another face of nothingness and blends right in with the crowd.

I’ve never seen us getting married 

Or having kids

Or even going to the same college.

Our plans for ourselves are too big for that. 

So I know that this will never become a long term thing.

But is it wrong that I want it to still happen?

I know our worlds will drive us apart,

But is it wrong that I want to try anyways?

I know that our futures have nothing to do with the other,

So why do I still want our nows to combine like a perfectly placed ribbon on top of a Christmas present?

You’ll never hear this.

Or even if you do, you’ll never know it’s about you.

Or even if you do, 

I’ll always say it’s not true.

Why?

Because deep down

I’ll always know

That our worlds will never collide.


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A 2008 Book Craze With A 2018 Book Review Of "Life and Death"

Here I am sitting in 2018, my mind stuck in 2008.

Picture this: Its 2008, Twilight is in theaters and I’ve read most of the books cover to cover. I was probably the biggest Twilight fan I knew…. I try to write that with pride.

It’s now 2018 and I find myself once again reading a Twilight book. But this time, it’s a different story.

Twilight Saga author Stephanie Meyer rewrote the original story for the 10th anniversary by gender-swapping the characters. It’s now under the title of “Life and Death.” That’s right, every character, with exception of two, had their gender switched to the opposite. For example, Edward Cullen was now Edythe Cullen. When I heard about the book, my 11-year-old soul needed it.

I am well aware of the issues with Twilight, and I have come to see the shortcomings. I know Edward was a crappy boyfriend, the writing wasn’t all that great, and a host of other issues. But revisiting it as something I loved as a kid is sometimes enjoyable.

This version breathed new life into the story. For starters, the book was more polished, it read better than Meyers’ past books in the series. The language and some of the dialogue was changed to fit the new perspective being shared. In rereading her books, I couldn’t help but notice how ‘cringe-worthy’ the wording was, something I definitely never noticed when first reading the book.

The new perspective was interesting seeing the story from Beau’s, the male version of Bella, point of view. The essence of the original story was there, but I felt like I appreciated it more from his view. I found Bella whiny and one-dimensional and while the one-dimensionality still remained, I feel like the whininess I had an issue with was decreased. Whether this was because he was a guy and “guys aren’t whiny” or maybe it was ironed out in her rewriting the story.

Going into the book, I had questions about its ending and how it would be resolved. By about halfway through, I had sort of guessed the ending, and I saw a quick quip (oops) of the afterword and put it all together. That doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy the journey, even though I saw the ending coming. I actually found the end way more compelling than the original. The end seemed more realistic… as realistic as a book about vampires can get. It was moving and that really surprised me. It actually made me cry a little.

It seemed that the characters finally found themselves in this version of the book. Twilight seems awkward and forced while this novel seems to flow. If Meyer decided to continue and flip all of her other books around chances are I would read them.

In the end, vampires are still whiny and not good significant others, humans are still annoyingly helpless, and Charlie is still the best character in the book. That being said, would I recommend this? Absolutely, it was nice slipping into the past and enjoying it all again for the first time. It was a fresh look at a familiar story.

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