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I’ve loved to write ever since I was a little bitty girl. From first grade I was writing stories, poems, in my diary, anything and everything. I got into Young Authors and won various first, second, and third place throughout the different years. As a young teen I entered the Wyoming Letter’s About Literature competition and won 2nd place which included a cash prize and a trip to Casper to for a luncheon and to be “honored”.
There was just one catch.
I hated….and I mean completely and totally and entirely hated to have my work criticized. Even if it was constructive criticism there was something about it that just grated into my soul. If you’re an author you know that anything you write is like your baby. You pour yourself into it and as a result it’s extremely hard to have others slash through it, even when they have the best of intentions. I remember crying and crying because my mom thought I needed to make changes to the first draft I wrote for the Letter’s About Literature Contest. I had thought my first try was brilliant. I made the changes, however, and that’s when I ended up winning. You see, as an author you have to accept criticism. It’s probably the most vital part of becoming a good author. I got to the point where I just couldn’t/didn’t want to take it anymore though, and stopped writing competitively altogether. Yes, it was immature and selfish to feel that way, but I just did.
Writing is in my blood however. As I mentioned before both my Grandma and Mom are writers. My mom got her degree in Journalism and worked as a newspaper writer until I was born, my Grandma to this day is still writing for the newspaper back home. Once I stopped writing for contests I still felt the need to write, so instead I directed into journals, letters to my best friend (who I saw several times a week but what did that matter?) and into an elaborate “story” about me and my best friend and our pretend perfect lives on a pretend perfect island. Oh…it’s quite the novel let me tell you…over 100 pages of a teen girl’s fantasy world where we were best friend’s with our celebrity crush Country music stars and had all our real life crushes lived next door and liked us back. Yeah…if those poor boys had any idea I was writing a huge book with their names in it…..
LOL! I really should probably burn the thing for all the embarrassment it might bring someday. But it’s absolutely priceless and hilarious and I keep it as one of my treasured possessions
Once I turned 16 and “got a life” my writing fell to the wayside. I started actually living my dream life instead of writing it, and my only form of writing became emails to boys and my best friend.
This continued on through college, you have to write so much for school that my urges were more than squelched by the 6 page essays that were always due.
It wasn’t until I became a mom and started to stay at home that the need to write came back and hit me full force. But how could I fulfill it? I still cringe at the thought of being criticized, although I sincerely hope I’m mature enough now that I could accept it.
Then I discovered the wonderful world of blogging!
Oh yes, and a whole new spectrum of possibilities opened before me!!! Here is a place I can write and ramble and do whatever else it is I do to my heart’s content! I will actually have readers no less! At least a couple. And the cherry on top is that I don’t have to run it past anyone! If anyone doesn’t like it, they can simply choose not to read!
Talk about the perfect scenario for me!!
It’s been even more wonderful lately with my new position with CMBR and getting to guest blog here and there. These new “jobs” are challenging me to focus my ramblings into actual articles, and I’m loving the challenge!
Here are my latest articles…I hope you’ll read them and enjoy them now that you know a little more about me and my writing and where it’s all coming from!