I know where I belong as far as writing goes. I’m in the yaoi genre, I don’t know what about it appeals to me, but it does. Major sin on my part considering I am a Muslim go figure. -_-;. Then again I’m not exactly committing the act myself. Though The Quran says you ‘hate what Allah hates’ basically.
Another big one for me, but that’s off the point. I write yaoi, I have for years, well before I became what I am. I don’t know why, but it’s just easier for me to write, I’ve had times where I wanted badly to write like everyone else does.
To do the squicky, angsty, dark, oh I’m so depressed crap. Then I realized, that’s too damn close (God forgive me) to my reality. So I write fluffy lovey things. I never truly make anyone evil because no one is truly completely evil. The complexity once again is what draws me, emotions, the things that make people the way they are. I know this isn’t anything resembling eloquent. This is just me confessing to my fellow sinners.
A lot of people look for a place in life to belong, I gave up a long time ago. It’s funny being an outsider among outsiders, but never truly lonely. I am a writer; I am a creator if you are that you are never alone. If you are truly that you are never alone, your characters are your children your love your life, if you are true to them they will never leave you lonely. Now I sound like a Looney but it’s the truth of my heart for once.
Just think about this do you pride yourself on your originality? Prove it. Write what you want to write, how you want to write it, and damn (God forgive me) what anyone else thinks. Go on do it I dare you.