This week's musing asks: If you were going to write a book, what would you write about? Would it be fiction, or nonfiction?
Well, I've already written a book actually. When I was seventeen. And it's horrible. Truly. I'm not being modest in the least. It will never see the light of day. It's mostly full-on teenage fangirl squeeing with some sort of plot in there somehow. I don't even know how I managed it, or well, if it should really be even be called a book. But it is book-length.
Most people don't know this about me but I used to write every single day from the time I was fifteen to eighteen. I've written a lot of poetry and a few short stories. I still want to try to write a book again someday. I've got lots of ideas floating around in my head, but that's it. They're still just ideas. I suppose I should write them down on paper, but honestly I don't think I will ever forget the ideas because they've lived in there for so long, slowly growing. I don't know why I don't write them out. Maybe I will soon. That's pretty much why I got my "inkheart" tattoo. I've still got words flowing around in me.
And of course, it would be fiction if I ever wrote a book. Out of over the one-thousand books on my reading list (eep!) only fifty-five are non-fiction. So yeah. Definitely fiction for me, because I am a big fiction lover. One of my ideas is a regency vampire fiction. Only I'd do it in comic book form. Another idea would take place in WWII. Another involves a mermaid. I've got more but that's all I care to mention right now, as those have gotten the most depth in my thoughts.