| Something about writing words on a page or typing them on a Word document seems to open a newer, creative, and interesting side of me. It was only until seventh grade that I hadn't known the joy in expressing my thoughts in this fashion. It was my first year to be in a Gifted and Talented English Class. My teacher was this amazing woman named Peggy Patterson, who taught me to think on a higher level than things tangible. So began an addiction that has continued festering in my head for several years now. I wrote my first fiction in the summer before my ninth grade year, which upon going back and re-reading makes me laugh (it's really cheesy...I mean, really.) On the same note, I spent a whole summer writing the 60-page tale on Microsoft Word...but I didn't regret a minute of it. Writing that story enabled me to pour dreams of what I wished my life was like, or wasn't like, into writing. Eventually, I began expanding my horizons into writing lyrics, poetry, and a few of those heart-wrenching stories that people have cried after reading, which I don't mind at all. Okay, so I'll get to the point. Two days ago, a friend of mine gushed that she loved the story I had just completed. It made my day. Something about having a peer compliment you on something as personal as writing...it was inspiring. (I wuv you, Allison!) I knew that I had to continue writing for a long time. Not just because someone else loved it, but because I loved writing that story so much. The purpose of RebelSmurfDiva's Fiction Village is to convey my writing to the e-world and get both positive and negative feedback from readers. I appreciate criticism, as I'm still trying to figure out if I want to write as a career. So please, sign the guestbook, e-mail me...; I'm grateful for any compliment or insult. Either way, I'll keep on writing. |
| "I dwell in possibility..." -Emily Dickinson |
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