I’ve always loved reading, as I suspect most writers would say. Book fairs were my favorite time of the school year, fantasy and dystopian books were my bread and butter, and I tried to write my first book at seventeen. Don’t even ask—it was a horrendous attempt and will never see the light of day.
Being an author was always a pipe dream—something too far out of the realm of possibility that it would never happen to me. I couldn’t comprehend that I would make it here. But the dream kept knocking at the door of my mind, begging to be let in, until one day I cracked that door open. Every day that I thought about the stories bouncing around in my head, or opened my doc to write one sentence before getting scared and closing my laptop, inched the door open a little wider until I was brave enough to take a chance on myself and the dream that hadn’t left my mind since I was a teenager.
You know that feeling when you’re sitting at the top of a rollercoaster, your stomach is in your throat, energy is coursing through your body, and you’re a little scared? Then gravity pulls the car down, and you’re soaring through the air, trusting that everything will be okay as faith gives you wings to fly. That’s what writing stories is like for me.
I’ve always had a very active imagination, creating scenarios in my mind, living out whole other narratives for my day, imagining how I could be braver, bolder, kinder, and funnier. It’s always been second nature. To be able to channel that energy into the stories I write about characters whose lives and struggles resonate with me and other people is so surreal and rewarding. I’ve learned so much about myself and about the human condition since embarking on this journey, but I think the most important thing I’ve learned is:
You know that feeling when you’re sitting at the top of a rollercoaster, your stomach is in your throat, energy is coursing through your body, and you’re a little scared? Then gravity pulls the car down, and you’re soaring through the air, trusting that everything will be okay as faith gives you wings to fly. That’s what writing stories is like for me.
I’ve always had a very active imagination, creating scenarios in my mind, living out whole other narratives for my day, imagining how I could be braver, bolder, kinder, and funnier. It’s always been second nature. To be able to channel that energy into the stories I write about characters whose lives and struggles resonate with me and other people is so surreal and rewarding. I’ve learned so much about myself and about the human condition since embarking on this journey, but I think the most important thing I’ve learned is: