If you didn’t already know, I’m a writer. I’d say it’s pretty obvious at this point!
I’ve been writing since I can remember—at least since age six. As I got older, my stories grew longer and longer. I was close to fourteen or fifteen when I wrote my first “novel”. Inspiration came to me while we were on vacation, and I knew that I had to write down my idea.
(note all post-its on the wall in front of me. Those are chapter outlines)
So began my journey to becoming a published novelist. I wrote all through high school (I wrote lots of Fanfiction, and it gave me so much enjoyment). In college, I began dabbling in my first real attempts to write a full-length novel, but I always struggled to maintain interest in my plot ideas. Most attempts fizzled out and were dumped into a box somewhere. Then, during my Sophomore year of college, I began to write for my college newspaper. Journalism was new to me and, while I enjoyed meeting and interviewing people, fiction was still my first love. I kept writing fiction, often scribbling in a notebook during classes. In my last semester of college, I took Fiction Writing as an elective, and it was the first time I had ever willingly allowed someone to read my work. Until that point, I hadn’t really let anyone—not even my mom (my toughest editor) and Ryan (my boyfriend at the time)—to read what I wrote. It was too personal, too private. In this class, though, I was forced to share my work with my peers and my professor. It was a HUGE turning point for me.
During that semester, I began working on a new novel—the first one that I knew I would finish. When the semester was over, my Fiction Writing professor asked if I was interested in taking her Novel Writing class. When I told her that I would be graduating in a few days, and she found out that I was a Marketing major, she was shocked. She said she thought I should’ve majored in Creative Writing or something similar. (Please note: I have never felt like I made a mistake in my major, though. I think that having a good grasp of the business world helped me get a job after college and will continue to help when I publish my work.) Nevertheless, I think her confidence in my writing gave me the boost I really needed.
(My favorite place to write is either sitting on the couch or at my desk. Also, note all the stickers on my laptop–Sullivan’s Island, “Time to Get Stuff Done” and sea turtles!)
I finished the book I began writing during my senior year in 2017—almost two years later. I’ve shown it to two people—Ryan and my good friend, Ben. Again—that was another huge step for me! I poured my heart and soul into that manuscript, and I was so anxious that Ben would read it and be like… “um, you’re weird, and I don’t know if I want to hang out with you anymore!” But he didn’t. I don’t think. Maybe I should check with him…
In the last year, I’ve finished a second novel, and THIS is the one that I intend to publish. I’m in the revising stage now (and it needs a LOT of revisions). I’ve also recently discovered an incredible support group in the writing community of Instagram. In this digital age we live in, it’s amazing! We motivate one another, we challenge one another, and most importantly, we encourage one another. I have a critique partner, and an entire group of people who do “word sprints”, which is basically just a dedicated time (10-20 minute) where we just write. No editing, no backspacing. Just writing. And then we compare how many words we wrote at the end of the time. Writing can sometimes be a very lonely pastime, so it’s wonderful to find a group who understands the way that my author-ish mind works!
In addition to working on my novel (and working 40 hours a week, and being a wife and dog-mom, and writing a blog/building my brand), I also write for the Island Eye News, a newspaper on Isle of Palms & Sullivan’s Island. It’s just a part-time gig, but I’ve really enjoyed getting to know a lot of the island locals.
Writing is a passion, but it’s hard work. I love it—don’t get me wrong—but sometimes it can feel like running my nails down a chalkboard. Half the time, I know what I want to say, but I just don’t know how to write it! It’s also hard to stay focused sometimes, especially when there’s something else I could be doing. (But we’ll save my procrastination for another post)
Please, follow me in this journey. It’s going to be a long, arduous one, I’m sure, but I’ll get there one day. Many of you have already been so supportive and have faith that I’ll be a published author, sooner rather than later.
And when I am, you’ll all get signed copies!
(Goose likes to play while I’m writing, and he’ll bring me toy after toy, trying to entice me to throw one to him. Sometimes I surprise him with a hug or “forced snuggles. He’s not a fan.)