When I’m asked how I could write a book I’m usually confused by the question. For me writing a book was a natural progression from just playing around with the thoughts in my head, but I understand that not all people are like that.
I was an introverted kid with little to no friends. The friends I had one day didn’t want to hang out with me, so I started burying my attention in books. Through escaping to these worlds I started forming my own, and as an only child with an active imagination I had a lot of time on my hands. When I wasn’t working on school work I was daydreaming about this world in my head that just continued to become more and more like a place I could escape to. In this world I had control and whatever I wanted to happen happened, which for a kid that didn’t have much control on social interactions with others their age, it was great. Writing soon followed after getting upset with how a certain book ended, and I thought I could write something better. The moment I started writing a whole new world of possibilities opened up. I was no longer thinking up worlds to escape in my head, but now had what I created down on paper where I could review and re-read those adventures as many times as my little heart desired.
“The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.” – Gustave Flaubert
Gaitan, the world that my Prophecy Six Series is based in, began as a child’s daydream that eventually turned into a young adult fantasy adventure series. Twelve years of planning and writing prepared me for the task of writing a book. Honestly, writing the book was the easy part. I knew the world and the characters as if it were part of reality. I had had this story in my head wanting to be written for those twelve years and was only waiting for a moment where I was ready to share it with the world. It was sharing my story with strangers, like you, that was the difficult part.
The reason why I opened up and shared the story I had inside me was due to reflecting on my own mortality. I know that is grim, but I thought to myself what was the thing I would regret most if I didn’t do it… and it was publishing my book. For those that knew me from elementary school and high school they could say this part is true. I always said I wanted to be a writer. At lunch my head was in my laptop. I had to start bringing in a laptop to class because it was harder for teachers to take it away and prove that I wasn’t doing class work while I was actually working on my book. By the way, I wasn’t working on my class work. *wink*
Writing was my obsession and the dream of becoming a writer grew with that but it took losing someone close to me to make me realize how short life was and what I needed to do. All this writing I was doing and reading I had done wasn’t going to get me anywhere if I did nothing. All those years of thinking that no one would read my story and no one would like my story were pushed aside to reach this one goal that I had been working towards for most of my life. After all there are 7 billion people in the world, someone was bound to like my story.
“If there’s a book that you want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it.” – Toni Morrison
We all have a story inside us. For some it is personal, like an event or a challenge you’ve overcome and wanted to share. For others – like myself – is a world that grew from a childhood fantasy that made its way into adulthood and wouldn’t let them go. It doesn’t matter where the story starts but where the story goes and what you do with it. In a world filled with blogs and books, now is the easiest time to let that story be heard. With self-publishing out there, anyone can share their story with the world.