|Stubborn Teenager Me|
I’ve wanted to be a writer since I was a little girl. I cannot remember my first poem, though I’ve seen bits from when I was in kindergarten. I remember when my Father handed me a book of poems by T.S. Elliot and told me to keep writing. I remember when my uncle first read one of my poems and told me I should make them lyrics and sing; which is how I realized I had a beautiful voice. However, I cannot recall when it began, just that it has always been there. I told my Mother when I was a snobby teenager that I would be a famous writer one day, to which she replied, “Milk Cartons do not count.” Ha! I responded back that I would be a famous writer by the time I was 30 and stormed out of the room. Later that dream would turn into simply a published writer by the time I was 30; though now that age is upon me and in a few months it will pass me by.
It wasn’t as though I ever quit writing, but having a child at seventeen I realized my dreams had to be put on hold; my son came first in all things. Later I would be published but only as a model in a few photography books and once on the cover of a poetry book that wasn’t mine. I would find the man I was to marry and he would let me stay home and not work for the first time in 13 years so I could write… then marriage and another child pushed it farther down the stream of things until one day my husband gave me a Writers Digest magazine and said I should write again.
|Me on the cover of a poetry book that’s not mine.|
I’d been pushing it back for so long that I couldn’t. I stammered and stumbled over the blank spaces until I’d close the window and give up. Then one day I had the idea to create a blog to help me crawl back out of my brain and that is where you are reading; this is the place to help make my dream come true.
|I’m a better writer than I am a model.|
Writing Reviews for companies has helped me tremendously with my issues of procrastination and ‘writing on topic’. After a few well written reviews it helped me regain the confidence I needed to submit my first pieces of work to writing contests merely for validation and publication. I realized this morning that should I be one of the lucky ones to get awarded publication in June that I would actually have made my dream come true. I would be a validated, published writer.
|not my picture but it’s exciting!|
Even if nothing should come of it I will still write, I will still try and one day I will publish my own book. Until then I have such a tremendous amount of appreciation for my family who has pushed me to write all these years, my husband who gave me the Writer’s Digest magazine specially catering to writing contests, all of you who read this blog which allows me a window to tell my stories and Mel from Outnumbered 3 to 1 who took a chance and let me write for her. Becoming a writer has been the only dream I’ve held on to for so long and I thank all of you for the small ways in which you have helped push me.