ReInvention

I am reinventing myself.  Or maybe more accurately, rediscovering myself.

I. am. a. writer.  (if I say it enough times it becomes true, right?)  🙂

When I was 5 I wanted to be a writer.  I created a paper called the Harlan Gazette and sold it to my grandparents.  It only included good news.

When I was 10 I wanted to be a writer.  I wrote poems about the planets and a short story called Jerry & the Tipperan about a boy who was visited by aliens.

When I was 15 I wanted to be a writer.  I wrote my journal to the unknown audience who would read it after I died and dreamed of traveling the world writing for National Geographic.

When I was 20 I wanted to be a writer.  I took poetry and fiction classes while pursuing my journalism degree.

Somewhere along the way I got sidetracked.  I became a bookseller (which I loved) but then spent t 15 years having an identity crises and trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.

I’m reclaiming the dream.  I. am. a. writer.  Get ready to read.