Why I think I'm a writer.My name is Mack, as you all well know. I'm 13 years old, and I consider myself a writer.
Let me explain why in the world I think that.
First off, I would like to think I am somewhat creative. I feel like coming up with story ideas is something I enjoy doing, and I hope that I'm good at it.
I also feel like I can sorta use my words well, but I always have SOME typos. There's probably some in this. :|
I've always been told I can write. It's something I used as an outlet. When I was 6, I knew what it meant to be a writer. It meant sharing your thoughts and ideas with people, and to me, that was a big deal. No one ever listened to me. But now, 7 years later, people listen.
I make sure what I write is REAL. I put raw emotion into EVERY story I put out there, and I hope to GOD someone listens to me.
I first found out what having a book turned into a movie was. And the moment I knew, my heart decided that's what I wanted. From the moment I learned how to write my name, I was already talking to my grandma endlessly about my ideas. I couldn't really spell, but I would tell her what to write, and she did.
My dream is to become a professional author that has a book turned into a movie. Now, I spend my nights thinking about story ideas.
I feel like I'm the only one, but I pretend my life is a book. The words in my mind are the words you read on the paper. I am always desperately trying to get better and better and better.
My great-grandma was the first person to give my writing a chance. She told me it was good, but I could do better. Her word means the WORLD to me, so I started practicing.
It's not that I just want to "make it big." I want to change something, someone, somewhere. I want to die knowing I impacted a large majority of people. I want kids to have stayed up at night, my book clutched in their small fingers. I want to move teenagers to tears because I've related to them so well. I want adults to feel what i felt when writing my stories.
I told myself that I could do it. And a lot of the time, I don't really decide to write. My hands grasp my laptop, my fingers fly across the keyboard, and the story unfolds.
One day, I was having a particularly bad anxiety attack. I sat on the floor, body racking with sobs and my heart pounding against my chest.
I didn't know how to express my emotions except for one way: writing. I grabbed my laptop, opened up Microsoft Word, and wrote 3 pages just talking about anxiety. My mom sent the pages to her publisher and I THINK it's going into some magazine. I hope so. That'll mean people will read it, and I hope I have impacted them to some degree.
So, yeah, I think I'm a writer. I know some people don't like my stories, and that's okay. I LOVE what I do, and I know what my dream is. I'm going to accomplish it before I die, I promise this to you now. One day, you'll see my name as a best-selling author, and I can't wait for that day.