I started writing when I was 14. After discovering fanfiction, I really wanted to be a writer, and I began writing… I was terrible, but it was an ambition I just couldn’t let go of.
When I was 15, I switched from fanfiction to trying to tackle something original. I’m now working on a series of novels that comprise characters originally separate from each other, that I’ve since brought together from different snatches to create a whole.
In the years since I started, I’ve been in and out of fanfiction, and on and off in my original works.
The year I discovered NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) for the first time was 2005, the same year I started writing the original story at 15. But I was too intimidated to try it until two years later, in 2007. From the start, the story was meant to be a novel, but I don’t think that quite registered with me in 2005. Just two years before, I thought writing that much was surely impossible.
Yet when I was seventeen, I write 30,000 words during NaNoWriMo. Coming away more confident from the venture, I was sure I could finish the novel by the same time next year.
In 2008, I skipped NaNoWriMo, confident I could do it on my own. By 2009, I was no further to my goal. So I decided from then on to do it again, determined to become better at writing more consistently.
Again, I fell short (just!) of reaching 50,000 words, and even worse the next year.
Finally, I won in 2011. I was so excited that I decided to continue writing my series before the next NaNoWriMo event, and I conquered Camp NaNoWriMo of 2012, as well as the following NaNoWriMo.
By then I had long realised that these events are what have helped me keep writing. Over all these years, I have learned and become better at writing consistently, and I’m thankful for that.
But by this time, I realised I had five unfinished novels. I also realised I didn’t just want to stop writing for months at a time.
I had tried one previous year to complete a less official event called JulNoWriMo (July Novel Writing Month), but failed halfway through. There was another unofficial event I’d heard of though, called WriYe (Writing Year) that I wanted to use to try again.
I write almost every day now. I’m quite proud of myself, able to carry on with minimal writing tools at my disposal. I’m running on my own steam now.
Writing is no longer a hobby for me, like some things have become.
When I was in primary school, I got a taste for the guitar, and for years wanted to play it. When I got older, my mom bought me one for Christmas, and I was excited. But as it is, I haven’t ever gotten too far with it, even though I’ve had lessons…
Sometimes I regret that if I had been able to learn as a child, my passion wouldn’t have run out waiting. But I suppose it’s my own fault for not keeping with it still.
I studied Japanese via distance education for 3 years. I really wanted to be a Japanese translator for a while, not sure if I would ever be a writer, because for a while I wasn’t writing a whole lot. I gained a passion and skill for the language, but sadly after I graduated high school, there wasn’t much opportunity for me to continue to fluency.
Surfing is another late passions that I got to try. In 2011, I visited Hawaii on the way to Oregon to visit family, and I got my chance there. Now I live on Australia’s Sunshine Coast, and have had one lesson. I plan to have more, but it’s been tough getting myself out there…
At least writing’s one passion I can always, easily enough rely on.