Ever since I picked up the pencil to write, I never really stopped.

It was sometime in the early 2000’s. I was in love with escaping to new realities that were kept hidden inside hundreds of yellowed pages. I loved it so much, that I decided to try my hand at creating my very own book that I was sure would become the latest best seller.

Of course, that draft is now long gone with the dinosaur of a family computer that once existed in my parents living room. It’s unfortunate because I wouldn’t mind seeing what interesting ideas 7-year-old me would come up with. I also would have a nice reminder to see how far I have come since that fateful day.

There is still a lot for me to learn, and I am overjoyed at the thought of learning more and more as I get a firmer grasp of adulthood.

Pardon my ramble. I will get back to the point of this blog post.

 

Writing is a strenuous endeavor that always leaves me feeling tired and accomplished. I usually find myself most productive later in the day, after a long day at work. Personally, I would rather curl up with my book and call it a day, but I know that if I don’t write every day then I will never accomplish my dream of becoming a published author.

Even now that I have decided to write out the first draft of my first novel I still find myself wondering if it is even worth it. I begin to feel lost and unsure of whether this will ever become a successful career for me. That is when I must remind myself why I had decided to become a writer in the first place.

It wasn’t for fame, nor was it for fortune. I decided to become a writer simply because that is what makes me happy. Sure, it can seem stressful some days, but once I start writing again I remember why I had started.

I love crafting new realities and characters that I can develop into something complex and wonderful. It fills me with joy and inspires me to continue writing the very next day. I find that if I miss a day of writing then I feel guilty like I had left a part of me behind and pretended like it didn’t exist. That guilt drives me to continue embraces the craziness that is my imagination.

 

Feel free to leave a comment on what you like about writing! I enjoy reading your comments, and I would love to hear what you have to say!

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-Liza

 

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