Would you believe that I just started writing as a way to stave off boredom between my first and second semesters of college?
Well, maybe. I guess every person who considers themselves a writer has to start somewhere.
I dabbled in writing before college. I wrote angsty poems, little bizarre stories and papers for my English classes. I got Chicken Soup for the Writer's Soul in the fifth grade for Christmas and reread it until the covers fell off. I forced other people to read my teenage amateur poetry online. (Not that my poetry is perfect now, but it's a lot better.)
But I didn't take my writing seriously until college. Being bored and unstimulated forced me to write and post one of my ideas on a forum. Everyone liked it.
Then I wrote another one of my ideas. My readers liked it even more. Looking back, the draft wasn't very good, but it's definitely one of my better ideas and I got the idea of a trilogy out of the book.
Now I consider myself to be a writer. I have plenty of ideas and unfinished books, poems and short stories. I don't write every day, even though I should. I should finish and edit and submit pieces to get my name out there. I should try to get into the habit of writing every day, even it's only a couple hundred words.
Maybe in ten years, I'll have a few books published and can be a writer in name. Only time will tell.
