I Knew I Was A Writer When…

I knew by age eight that I wanted to be a writer. It was around that time I discovered my love for reading mysteries and creative writing.

For as long as I could remember, we had library class every week, which was the most boring thing ever. I would pick a book out of obligation and never read it. I went through this week after week. Until I found a mystery and fell in love, I can’t remember the book, but I remember finishing it and vowing to visit that section the following week for a new book. Enjoying mysteries shouldn’t have come as a surprise considering all the time I spent watching Matlock and Perry Mason with my grandmother. 

I would get a new book, sit in my room, and read for hours. I was so shocked that books could be this good. I wondered why my teachers didn’t tell me about choosing books that interest me. Don’t get me wrong, I was a good student, but I read purely out of obligation to finish my work. I didn’t enjoy it; it was just the expectations at home and school. Read what the teacher gives, do your work, and get good grades.

After I discovered my love for reading, I discovered my love for writing. After finding my passion for reading, I thought to myself- I want to write books, too! I want to create stories that people can relate to or learn from. I looked forward to creative writing units and journal writing time.

It would take years for me to share my writing outside of school. To be honest, I still struggle, but I’ve gotten much better, hence the blog and self-published work.

When did you discover your passion?

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