For as long as I can remember, I’ve been a writer. In fourth grade, I spent countless hours after school writing an epistolary novel from the perspective of a Native American girl. It entered the great Recycle Bin in heaven when our family computer crashed.
In high school, I started my first blog to document a summer-long stint in Valdosta for the Georgia Governor’s Honors Program. Not only did it keep my family up-to-date on all my Spanish major adventures, but it kept me writing consistently without my language arts teachers breathing down my neck.
When I entered college, I was going to study history and work in a museum until I took an English class and never looked back. I quickly found that I could count creative writing courses toward my major and let myself indulge in short story, play writing, and poetry (and I loved every minute).
But even with a Creative Writing Minor added to my diploma, I never let myself consider writing as a profession nor take my writing seriously. Fast forward to my quarter-life crisis: I turn 25 on October 7, 2016, and suddenly I’ve realized that I do want to write a novel, I do want to publish it, and I do want to do it now. I don’t want to turn around at 30, 50, or 75 years old and wonder why I never made writing a priority, which brings me to the goal.
The goal: Write a novel, edit it, write some more, edit it again, have beta readers tear it to pieces, edit it again, and get it published… all before I turn 26.
And now, for a little taste of what I’m working on below.
Little Novel Project™
Began: August 17, 2016
Word Count: 108,154 of ~150,000
*Participating in NaNoWriMo this year? Be my writing buddy!