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I am a writer... I think, I see, I transcribe into words, I tell a story and pretend that my work isn't influenced by any personal feelings. Unfortunately its never that easy, Eminem said music is just reflection of self so whatever words i conjure up will be seasoned with my thoughts and feelings. Its what sometimes makes the difference between the good and the bad writers. One of my favorite novelists is Jeffrey Archer, I have read a few of his first books .My favorite books were on the Kane and Abel series and  after doing some research I realized how autobiographical they were. He wrote his first book (Not a penny more, not a penny less) after he resigned from his post as a British MP. He had fallen prey to a fraudulent scheme that left him 500,000 pounds in debt.  Comparatively the book talks about a group of investors who were taken in by a wealthy conman, they invested all they had and on discovering the con vowed to get their money back "Not a penny more not a penny less". The book was published and he was saved from bankruptcy.

The second book he wrote was published three years later and detailed the lives of two people born from opposite backgrounds, one from a wealthy family and the next from extreme poverty. The book details their progress and how they ended up being two very powerful people. He continues to push the story to a second novel where the two men's children meet and fall in love against the family's wishes. That is however contrary to my point.
Another author that writes what he knows is John Grisham, he writes legal dramas because he is actually a lawyer.
So as writer I only portray what I have experienced and what I feel.


I write what I see, write to make it right I dont like where I be....Lupe Fiasco - Hop hop save my life

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