Essay on What I Could Be Successful If I Didn 't Complete College
I stopped reading. When I moved away, I didn’t even hunt down the local library. I kept a journal, but that never felt like “real” writing, either.
“You’re a Writer”
I got an email out of the blue one day. A classmate from high school wanted to know how I was, and to tell me that he’d had a short story published. He said he remembered that I was “in the writing scene” in high school, which cracked me up. Our graduating class was 60 kids, the whole high school under 200 kids, and I never saw any “scene” that I was aware of. However, it touched me that he thought I was a writer. I felt guilty –I had recently written a short story for fun, but I wasn’t “really” writing anymore, and I still wasn’t reading. I read his story, and I told myself that I would get back to writing. I would. I didn’t know what that would look like outside of school, though. We didn’t talk again after a few short emails, but it had a huge impact on me. I remembered that I loved something I’d set aside for a lot of years.
Novel in a Month
Cue Camp NaNoWriMo, April of 2013. When I found out that a novel-writing event was a thing that existed, I knew that I no longer had any excuses to not write. I pulled out all the determination I’d leaned on when I was younger, and I told myself that I would succeed, no matter…