If you’ll remember a few months back, I talked about how I got into reading and how it became such a huge part of my life. Well, today’s discussion/talk/thing is going to be along the same lines as that, but about how I got into writing.
Now I’ve been into writing for a long time. But more than that, I’ve been into story making my entire life. For just about as long as I’ve been reading, I’ve also been making stories. Whether it be in my head or on paper, I always had a story to tell.
As children, we often play with toys or outside or wherever and we create stories for when we’re in those moments. Even during my playtimes I was creating, and I recognize that now, but at the time it was just play. Even when I’d play video games I would create whole other stories and scenarios from what I was playing in that moment to something completely different.
My first real writing experience that I can remember was back in the fifth grade when I was around ten or eleven years old. We had to create a story for an assignment (I don’t remember the specifics) and it had to also include pictures. So in this small, fifteen page blue booklet (if it even has that many pages), I wrote a story about how the sun came to be in the sky. I wrote about two children who were playing with a yellow and orange ball and when one of them threw it up too high, it never came back down and it stayed in the sky, creating the sun.
It was very simple, but it was my first story that I had written down. And I loved it.
Fast forward a year into sixth grade when I rekindled my friendship with a friend I hadn’t seen since kindergarten (who’s still my best friend today) and how we, along with another friend, got into manga. My first manga was Tokyo Mew Mew and it sparked a love for magical girls and Japan.
So, during one of our classes that took place in the school’s library, I began to write. And write and write. I wrote about my own magical girls in Japan (which, of course, I knew nothing of save for what could be read in manga), and I wrote a villain and a romance and friendship and it was my first real story. I wrote 19,876 words before I stopped and, as an eleven year old, I think that’s pretty impressive.
I went on to write other short stories and poems after that, never writing as much as I had before, but still writing. I wouldn’t do it consistently, but there’d be something new every once in a while for a few years.
And then I got into role playing online. My skills in the beginning were terrible, but as I RPed more and I got more comfortable with it and learned from others, I soon developed my own RP style and would come up with stories for each of my characters. On one website that I was also an admin on at one point, I had over 50 or 60 characters, each with their own unique story, personality, etc.
I had never considered writing to be a career or where I hope my career path would go, but as I got older and was in college struggling with my majors and where I belonged, I was advised to look at my classes, my passions, and what did I find?
My best classes were writing and literature classes.
When I decided that that would be my major, I flew by with flying colors in all of my English classes. Some were more challenging than others, but then there were some that allowed me to write and create and those were my absolute favorite classes. Of course, toward the end of my college career I stopped caring as much because HELLO SENIORITIS, but I still wrote and created.
In the fall of 2014 is when I participated in my first NaNoWriMo and completed my first story over 50k words long. It was an accomplishment for me because it was a full story that I had written from beginning to end. Sure, it’s got a lot of problems and whatnot, but what first draft doesn’t?
I’ve found as I got older and went through school that I’m much better at communicating my thoughts through writing than I am verbally and I think a large part of that has to do with my creative mind and imagination.
So what’s happened since then? Well, I’ve participated in a few NaNoWriMos throughout the year and I still haven’t made much progress on anything. I blame work and life and stuff getting in the way, but if I want to make an actual living off of it, then I have no one and nothing to blame but myself for giving these excuses.
So that’s how I got into writing. I’ve always been more of a creative mind than a scientific mind, and I’m happy with that. I find that being creative is a way to relax and discover so many things about yourself and the world around you.
Let’s Chat! ≧◡≦
Are you a writer, and if so, how did you get into writing? Were you always into writing from a young age, or did it come later in life? If you’re not a writer, then what’s stopping you? Are you even interested? What kind of writing style would you do (poetry, fiction, children’s books, etc)?