I'm a Writer

Maybe that statement is a little obvious...

I mean I called my blog "A Writer's World" after all.

But seriously.

I still remember my first story. I wrote it in first grade. It was called "The Day My Skipper Came to Life." Yep. It was all about—you guessed it—how my Skipper doll came to life. I'm hoping that the published version which remains safe in my parents' house will continue to stay there. 

My next big venture was a story I never finished about a girl who pretends to be a boy on her brother's little league baseball team. It came out of watching too many of my brothers' games.

Somewhere along the lines, I realized that writing may be something that I was good at, but it certainly wasn't going to put money in the bank. So, I gave up on it for awhile.

But I kept reading.

Maybe there was a summer when I had to read 55 books.

And as I read, I thought about how maybe I could write something. Maybe it wouldn't be published, but it certainly could be better than some of the literature books I was reading.

With the help of one of my best friends and inspiration from my niece, I went to work and started to write. I wrote the story of a niece and an aunt who went on a road trip together. And then I got bored. I felt like it was the same story I always told.

About two years ago, I started writing another story. Recently, I picked it up again and started to edit and move forward. Unfortunately, after getting a new computer, I lost my most recent edits. It was a sad day and I still haven't quite gotten back up to par with it. But I'm determined to finish this one. Let's just say it's a ghost story.

So, maybe I spend my day crammed in an office with a pretty sweet view of the valley. Maybe I push a lot of papers and read a lot of legal documents. But one thing is for sure—I'm still a writer. And for now, I'm loving that world.