Senior year, a bunch of us signed up for Ms Ng’s Writing Class.
Everyone said she was an “Easy A” and keeping a journal and a creating a blog were all we had to do. I could do that in my sleep.
Little did we know, she was a graduate of the Stephen King Writing School of hard knocks and homework.
We all had to buy a copy of On Writing – the Memoir of the Craft. And, we had to read it.
There was no blog, no stinkin’ journal. We worked under the strict and strident Ms Ng. Well, that was the rumor our class disseminated. If the class prior was going to ‘fake us out’ with rumors of blogs and journals- we would return serve.
King’s bestseller, pre-imminent book on writing was, as advertised, “…clear, so useful and so revealing…” We inhaled it. King’s life was raucous and riveting.
Turns out, Ng’s class was our favorite class. As tough as she was dialog and vocab- she was a rockstar! We read and wrote the entire two hours. We were “empowered and entertained” and darn it, educated.
Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work.
King has stated that he donates approximately $4 million per year “to libraries, local fire departments that need updated lifesaving equipment (Jaws of Life tools are always a popular request), schools, and a scattering of organisations that underwrite the arts.