I was fifteen when I started writing about a girl named Daisy, in six months, I had written an adventure for her and titled it My Supplier.
As long as I can remember, I’ve always been the “creative” mind in the family. By my friends and family I have rightfully earned the title of “dark and dramatic”. I have always been lost in the world of imagination and art. My hobbies include reading everything I can get my hands on, watching movies, and listening to my IPod until the batteries die.
For me, writing has always been the one sure way that I can speak my own language. In truth, I’ve never been a very good speaker or been one to hold a good conversation. In person, I tell short, pointless stories and talk fast. Everyone who knows me can swear by it. But writing is different; it gives me a way to express myself.
My writing journey began when I was a freshman in high school. English had always been a favorite subject of mine. I hadn’t really noticed my big interest in writing poetry and short stories throughout elementary and middle school. I just knew that I liked it.
The reason I was blinded for my love of writing is that I couldn’t stand the school assignments that limited my abilities. I hated the idea of not being able to write exactly what I wanted and how I wanted to do it. Instead, I was restrained to MLA formats and essay questions that took the fun out of every book we read in class.
One day, my English teacher gave us an assignment that gave me room to breathe. We simply had to write a short story about a character that had a strong and obvious personality. From there, I created a character whose personality was independent, conflicted and determined, and I named her Daisy. After finishing a few pages, I showed it to my friends, surprised to find my excitement in them, as I watched their eyes absorb everything that I’d written. That was the moment when I realized how much I loved to write. I’ve always been a daydreamer in school. So for the next few months I would sit through “rock formations” and “breaking down the Constitution” instead, thinking about Daisy, and what her life would be like. Then I would go home and release my thoughts on paper. Using my friends and experiences, I conjured up my own world of characters and dialogue. When the end of the summer hit, I had finished my first book.
I didn’t send it in to get published until a few months later. I had never really thought about publishing, I just wrote to write. It wasn’t until I was pushed by friends and my parents that I actually sent in my manuscript.
Today, I still live in my own world of Bellezas and Bruttons. I also live in a world of about thirty more main characters and adventures. I’ll still disappear for days up in my room with my laptop, flash drive, and music and just write. Living with dark rooms, computer screens, cramped wrists, and constructive criticism has not extinguished my love for the keyboard.
In my senior year of high school, as I start to prepare for college, I am halfway through with the next adventure for Daisy. When her adventure ends, I can only hope that one of the other characters hidden in my flash drive might also make its way into print so I can keep sharing my love for writing.
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