A small writing piece about a writers dream, and how it always seems to be just out of reach.
A writer can create anything. Writers are like gods. They can create mystical places like J.K Rowling did with Hogwarts. They can create mythological creatures like Harry Potters’ Hypocrite, or Unicorns. They can build mountains and villages and underwater sea worlds. They can take you from one end of the universe to the other and you never have to leave the comfort of the couch or the blanket you’re curled up under.
I want to do that; I want to write novels and tell stories that will enthrall a reader and capture their imagination. I want to make them laugh; I want to make them cry; I want to give them a ticket to travel through my mind.
So, one might ask, “Why, if you have such a passion and love for writing why haven’t you broken into the novel business yet?”
Getting into the writing business has been hard for me. I’ve been writing since the fifth grade, yet, discipline is the hardest part, forcing myself to sit down for a little time every day and write. There are so many distractions, It seems that I can always find an excuse, a chore, or I’m just too worn out from my regular job.
I have several novels which I have started and then put off too long; it’s hard to get back to them. I constantly have new ideas and plots popping into my head. I usually try to give them time to grow before putting them onto paper; it’s like my mind just shoots these ideas out faster than I can produce. Sometimes I wonder if Ritalin would slow my mind down enough so that I could concentrate on one thing at a time.
Sometimes I go through long spells where I don’t do any writing. I get so frustrated at my failures that I swear writing off. I begin to think that it isn’t for me. But, I still get the ideas and plots building in my head. How can I let those ideas go to waste? I always go back to writing. It was my first love; my first passion. I just have trouble finishing what I start.
One day, this last spring, I came home from work and got into an argument with my fourteen year old daughter. We argued about money she needed for a trip and I commented about all the money I have to pay out for their school trips and programs.
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