Any writer who manages to get a publishing deal, sell millions of books and land a film deal must be talented. They’ve captured something that the bigwigs think will sell and they’re willing to bet money on that. Most writers dream of the day they will be offered that film deal, or be approached by a publisher offering some fantastic deal turning them into a household name overnight. I am not one of those writers.
I don’t want to be like J.K. Rowling or Stephanie Meyer or EL James. In fact I don’t want to be like anyone else, I want to be me. However, there is one writer who I have admired for a very long time and if I could write half as well as him then I’ll consider myself a good writer. He wrote about scientific subjects and still managed to inject that magic into his words. When reading his books you are swept away, transported into the world he has created, even if it’s not a subject you expected to enjoy.