10 years of writing, 10 years more
Ten years ago, my writing was a stale and voiceless snoozefest. I was at the prime of teenage irresponsibility – 15, close to 16 years old. I never read any of the books my teachers assigned for class, but I still managed to ace all my papers. Though, this was the same school where my English teacher strangely threatened us with “I’ll have you guys read for homework!!!” when we were being bad in class. Today, that still makes me laugh.
Besides completing homework–and I was good student (despite not reading for class)–I hardly wrote for fun. It was something that just seemed to escape me in high school. Like I mentioned in one of my earlier posts, I started to judge my work fiercely when I was a teen. Everything I wrote in middle school and before was garbage and anything I wrote after was even worse (I’m always my harshest critic).
But, eventually, things change and like characters in a novel, you develop. I’ve become more confident in my writing and–wait for my humble brag–I think I can be pretty funny when I write. I’ve developed this voice that seemed to come out of nowhere (a little scary) and I like to think I can hold your attention for a little longer than 40 seconds (let me know if I’m wrong). I do read the books for class now and a helluva lot more outside of it. It’s almost as if reading and writing go hand-in-hand, huh? 😉
Hey, if you’re like me and math isn’t your strong suit, I’ll be 35 in ten years. Yikes. By then, I hope that my voice will be stronger and more independent . Maybe I’ll lose this snarky way of writing; by 35, it won’t be cute anymore. I always wanted to exude an air of mystery and maturity, but ask me one personal question and I’ll give you four more answers than you asked for. Same goes for my writing, clearly. Truthfully, I only hope my writing has evolved enough to inspire at least one person to exercise their own voice. We shall see.
Listen. I know how it is. You may think to yourself, “not only is my writing embarrassing, but it’s going to make me look stupid in front of my classmates, too.” I’ve been there and sometimes I still go there. I’ll let you in on a secret: it’s not. Your writing is just as valid as anyone else’s. If that’s not enough, just think of how much you changed, not only as a writer, but as a person. As we become older, you and I, we become better at the things we do. It’s as simple as that.