Okay, where do I start. I wanted to do this in a video, but currently my camera battery is dead, so blog post it is.
Before I can tell you all about my writing, you should probably know, that I have been an avid reader my whole life. I would fall asleep with books all over my bed, shoved down to the foot of it. My mom would always scold me, telling me that I couldn’t possibly get a good nights sleep. These days, I don’t have books crammed at the foot of it, but they do surround me.
Now, onto the writing portion – I can tell you all about my reading habits later.
The first “real story” (I use that term SO lightly) I wrote was when I was in 7th grade (2007) and I thought it was amazing. I thought it was so grown up, so (new adult – even though the genre didn’t exist back then). Reality was, the book wasn’t “amazing” it was crap. Now, I know you might be thinking, maybe, “It can’t have been that bad” – no let me assure you, it was, it still is. I still have the blue spiral bound Mead notebook that I wrote it in. The pencil is all smudged and I probably should look into typing it up before it becomes illegible – but honestly, I hate reliving that book.
It’s not good – it’s awful. It’s so unrealistic – literally the things that happen in that story CANNOT happen. I’m not talking about urban fantasy or anything like that, NOPE, it’s worse. It’s a seventh graders idea of what high school is like in the most horrifying way possible. It’s like half the time I forgot that they were teenagers, in a school building. There are too many characters, no character building, or world building for that matter – it’s just an awful story. SO BAD.
I have looked back at it over the years – even some of my friends have read it, and laughed so hard. But 2007 me thought that this was the best thing on the planet – I am so happy that it’s not. It’s been years though since I read through it, and I couldn’t tell you what it’s about, what the premise is. If I recall correctly, I never actually got around to finishing the story.
Looking back the story is bad, it’s not good, and just thinking about how much better I am now, I’m thankful for the writing classes, the workshops, the books, the people I can trust to give me GOOD critique and feedback, and my experiences – because if you were to compare my writing from 2007 to 2016 – there is a vast difference. I didn’t finish the story, and there are so many more that I never finished either, and a lot of the time, it was because I outgrew the story, or it didn’t hold my interest – but I have so many more completed works, or ideas out there that a story from 2007 doesn’t mean much to me anymore.
So that is the start of my writing journey, 2007 and a story that is so bad that I HOPE the world never has to see it.
Next time, I’ll be talking about my next big endeavor(s) as a writer, and I think once I’ve gotten through all my big projects, I’ll put a video out, showing you all the printed versions (if I have a printed version of the piece). I want to work my way up my current project – a science fiction/dystopian/space travel book (I know it sounds like a lot, but that’s the best way to describe it currently). But for now, I think that’s it.
I hope this helps, or you find it interesting – and I promise, the closer to the present I bring you, the more interesting these posts will become.