Embracing the Pen (or keyboard) Again: A Writer's Journey
After an eventful hiatus filled with the highs and lows, I find myself once more at an all too familiar crossroads of creativity and gettin' 'er done. Some say writing is a journey rather than a destination—a sentiment that hasn't always resonated with me, but maybe now I can try.
It all began with one story--a coming of age YA story about twin brothers who had a crush on the same girl. High school sports and shenanigans, an out-of-season snow storm and a literal broken heart were all part of the plot. It felt good to get the words and story out of my head.
I wrote another YA story about aliens, abductions and body takeovers titled Mother Ship.
Seventeen stories later—I can honestly say each story was a labor of love and imagination and mad brain dumping moves. Three of them were good enough to catch the eye of literary agents. Excitement surged through me as I dared to envision my words finding a home in the hearts of readers and on bookshelves. But alas, the publishing industry, unpr
edictable as ever, had other plans. Agents who championed my work embarked on unforeseen sabbaticals (two went on literal 'walkabouts' in Australia), leaving my manuscripts in limbo.
Yet, as any writer will attest, setbacks are as much a part of the narrative as successes. From the ashes of dashed hopes rose a new determination—a resolve to delve deeper into the realms of storytelling. I shifted my focus, crafting six tales of small-town romance that celebrated the quiet complexities of everyday life. Each story spoke to the enduring power of love in its simplest and most profound forms.
Venturing further into the annals of history, I penned a solitary historical romance—a tribute to epochs past and the timeless allure of love against a backdrop of sweeping change of WWI in France.
But it was within the shadows of seven young adult psychological thrillers that I found my true voice echoing back at me—a voice that whispered secrets, spun webs of suspense, and dared readers to confront the darkest corners of the human psyche. Each thriller became a labyrinth of twists and turns, where protagonists grappled not only with external adversaries but with the complexities of their own minds.
And now, here I stand, ready to embark on the next chapter of my literary odyssey. The journey back to writing is not merely about picking up where I left off but about embracing the evolution that each story, each setback, has carved into my craft. It is about honoring the stories that have shaped me—the romances that taught me the intricacies of the heart, the historical tapestries that whispered of forgotten lives, and the psychological mazes that challenged the boundaries of perception.
As I dust off my keyboard and let my fingers dance across the keys once more, I am reminded that writing is not defined by acceptance alone but by the relentless pursuit of storytelling in all its forms. It is about weaving narratives that resonate, characters that linger, and emotions that transcend the page.
I'm ready to enjoy the journey of writing. And I'm ready to move to the next part of my journey--PUBLISHING! BOYAH!
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