The definition of, or rather consideration to that which defines good writing.

The examination of what depicts 'good writing' seems to vary with individual interpretation, the period of time when publishing occurred and the extent of profit made from the work since it's publish date. I believe that good writing should move it's reader, leave them at unease, hook them to the pages in a similar fashion of a heroin addiction. I refuse to let the debate rely on mere plot and complexity, or the power-complexities that reside within cannon-list comparisons. This should not become a 'my horse is bigger then your horse' scenario.

As far as many of the cannon list's dictate, (or from what I have been made aware of) the guise of talent relys in the consistent exhibition of knowledge and involvement of others works.
As W.G Sebald reflected within 'The Rings of Saturn' translated by Michael Hulse, "(Thomas Browne) In common with other english writers of the seventeenth century, Browne wrote out of the fullness of his erudition, deploying a vast repertoire of quotations and the names of authorities who had gone before, creating complex metaphors and analogies and constructing a labyrinth of sentences that sometimes extend over one or two pages, sentences that resemble processions or a funeral cortege in their sheer lavishness."
Perhaps this style transcends past the seventeenth century into the present, as I'm aware of a dozen books are similar.

Furthermore, I believe good writing should also take into account the author's capability. In research, I found a list of 'promising' authors under the age of twenty three. I was astounded that twelve year-old girls had published their first novel, and furthermore a total of four novels, a comic book and a guide to writing by the age of seventeen. It can only be assumed that they, Brianna and Britney Winner would follow into the category of 'good writing' if Barnes and Noble were willing to publish their work on a national scale as adolescents.

My final thought on the subject is that this system of categorisation should be subcategorised into which genre they are trying to appeal to. Fiction to non-fiction, essays, short stories, novels, trilogies, poetry… the list is endless. One is not alike another, and therefore should not compete with each other.

coffee stains and stress.

This is the first sample piece of my assigned writers in action blog.
The truth is, I've never been very interested in blogging. Occasionally, I may throw around a cheeky Facebook status about my cat or the ridiculousness of Prime's Sunrise morning show, but I've stayed away from sites such as Tumblr or Wordpress. The idea of publicly announcing my thoughts to a world of strangers ( I believe Facebook is exempt as a person can control the public viewing of their profile) is a little uncomfortable. Regardless, I'm willing to maintain an open mind, and perhaps Writer's in action might sway me. Below, you will find my first attempt. I'm not entirely sure what the topics of these blogs are meant to be either. It's not my intention to seem vague, but until I receive some clarity, enjoy the creative-less mess that may shed insight into the inner workings of my mind.

Coffee stains and stress.

There are different forms of etiquette required at each individual cafe. The level of propriety one must uphold within the cafe are characteristic to the type of person they wish to attract. Coffee has this peculiar affect of dividing the species in that way. Personally when I intend to enjoy a cup, I choose the cafe specifically for what type of reception I will receive with what I intend to be doing there.
If you wish to enjoy it with company, go to cafe that is popular with the public. I refer to these cafes mostly within the variety that belong to a string of business chains. Although the coffee is imperfect, they will not be offended if you're laughing and cackling about, as long as you're opening your wallet.
If you wish to enjoy it with a meal, you may go to restaurant cafe. Be aware that your company will not be received fondly if you don't intend to eat, and even less welcome if it's the lunch time period and you hold up a table for over an hour.
If you wish to catch up with a girlfriend and also take your children along who are of a numerous amount whilst also being under the age of six, don't.
Finally, if you wish to have a cup of coffee to yourself, reading a book you brought along for personal enjoyment, you'd go to that small cafe on the street corner with it's sinking sofa, shin-low table and dimmed orange lights. That small cafe that always remembers your order, and the aroma of freshly ground beans wraps around you like a blanket of comfort and security.
My interpretation of cafe's had a bit of a throttle however when I misjudged my favourite lone, book-reading cafe. Not only was I interrupted by (in reflection) the new waitress several times during the climax of my novel, forcibly inquiring that I order more coffee and wiping down my table whilst still in use, I left my umbrella at the cafe when scurrying out. Upon my return and to my dismay, it had left the building with another patron.

Those different expectations in etiquette required for a cafe should be as renown as what is expected in customer service or just plain manners. Until I find a new book reading cafe, it looks like I'll settle for instant coffee on the verandah.