My Story
A brief history of my accomplishments (failures), qualifications (education), and personality (or lack thereof).
My History
A brife synoposes of the past 20ish years or so.
I knew I wanted to be a writer since I was thirteen, and if I'm being honest, I knew I was meant to be a storyteller as early as six. Once I knew what I was meant to do; I dedicated my life to perfecting my art.
I finished the first draft of my first novel with the help of my incredible writing partner, Grace, when I was fourteen. I became the vice president of my high school writing club and worked to create a collection of short stories written by the members of said club. I majored in English with a concentration in Creative Writing (and a minor in screenwriting) and earned my BA in less than four years. So naturally I should have multiple books published and be relatively successful right?
Well after almost ten years I haven't published the book I finished the first draft in high school. I nearly fell for a scam twice I received about 50 rejection letters from agents (if they bothered sending one at all) and after a year since I graduated, I haven't even worked in publishing. So where did I go wrong? Was it even worth trying?
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My Present
An indepth look as to where I am now
I think the real question I and everyone else should be asking is why the hell am I doing this to myself? And why the fuck now? I can make a million excuses of why I am a failure: My mental health, my disability, lack of experience, lack of resources, having no support, mother fucking capitalism in general.
But at the end of the day, the big thing that has been stopping me is fear. Fear of being rejected, fear of losing money, fear of being a true failure, fear of people not liking my work, fear of having put myself out there bear my sole and no one caring, or worse only talking about how poorly it was written all the spelling and grammar mistakes I didn't pick up on. Fear of being labeled as a simple hobbyist. Like this isn't the passion and drive that's kept me alive for the past fifteen years. To be bad at the only thing that has ever given you meaning and purpose. Obviously, it is horrifying, and I'm working on conquering that fear now.
It also helps that I'm living with a partner who is both emotionally and financially supportive of me. Thanks, babe I couldn't be doing this without you.
My Future???
A wish, a list of goles, and a dream I have for myself and this site
I want to tell my stories and people actually listen. It's all I ever really wanted even when I was only five years old.
My dream has developed a lot since then I have developed a lot since then for better or for worse.
I still want to write and publish my books of course, but I'm less concerned about being labeled as a "successful author" I have no illusions that I will make any money from my books in terms of real profit my goal is simply to break even getting out as much as I'm putting in. I want my books to be accessible to as many people as possible in terms of distribution, price, and ability. I want to work with other indie creators to help with things like art/ cover design, editing, writing, production, and marketing.
I also want to help other people tell their stories. I want to help polish their stories to make them the best they can be. I want to start an editing service that is easier for authors to afford and more personal and cooperative for not just the editing process but the entire process.
Finally, I want this site and all my social media platforms to be a place of learning, connecting, and expressing myself and my stories.