What Are You Writing About?

From the time I was a child, I always wanted to become a writer. I spent countless hours laying around, reading. I loved the characters, the stories and most importantly, being able to put myself in a place that wasn't real to try and escape life. The kids on the playground at school would laugh at me and tell me I was a loser since I insisted on reading on the blacktop instead of playing on the jungle gym. The constant nagging and bullying made me feel like I wasn't normal, like there was something wrong with me. I thought that reading made me weird and after a while I grew very sad. I no longer wanted to go to school and I came home crying nearly every day. My mom always told me I was special, but after a while I believed that special was a bad thing. It took me years and years to realize that being different is good. As a child I always worried about what others thought about me and I tried my hardest to blend in and to not stand out. One thing that I learned moving forward is that you need to stand out, and you need to be different from everybody else. This is something that has really started to jump out at me as I go through college. If you are the same as everyone else, you won't get a job. You need to be different to prove that you are worthy and special and able to do the jobs that you strive for. The same thing goes for writing. Everyone has their own style and their own way of writing. My professor urges us to write everyday and reminds us that the only way to get better is to practice. Since this blog is part of my personal journal, I decided that it was only fit to make a post about it, no matter how bad it turns out. That's the thing about practice, you can always go back and look at how much you grow. I know that in a few months I will look back at this post and laugh at how bad it is, but if I didn't write it then it would be less practice for my future. At this point, I'm just rambling and nobody really wants to read that, but I guess the moral, or lesson of this post is to just keep practicing and remember that everybody has to start from somewhere. Even if you aren't great now, just know that the more effort you put into the things you love, the better they will become and the more you will begin to love them.

Xoxo,

Lindsey