Idea Obsession: How I Knew I Wanted To Become A Writer.

When did you know what you wanted to be when you grew up? Have you known it all your life or have you just recently found a passion (or two) that lights you on fire? I have loved writing and words my whole life. My Mom told me when I saw my first book, I went crazy flailing my arms and staring at the pages. This is the story of how I knew I wanted to become a writer.

Elementary Thoughts.

All through school, I struggled through math courses and in science where math came into play. I have a learning disability in math but I have always excelled at reading and writing.  I absolutely loved English Composition class and would often get A’s on my papers. I always had a problem with writing short stories.  However, it was the only thing I was really good at.  I dreamed of being a best selling author and all the perks that go with having lots of money. I also wanted to write book of poetry and song lyrics for famous people. Oh, how naive I was to think it would be so easy. What can I say, I was nine years old when I officially made the decision this is what I wanted to do with my life.

How I Knew I Wanted To Be A Writer: Jr. High

I got my first real stab at writing in junior high school. My special ed teacher was able to make arrangements for me to intern at the local paper. I did research from old film strips for a few articles and also wrote a few of my own. Also during this time, I wrote an article about my Dad’s charity motorcycle ride that was published in the Keystone Motorcycle Press-and I got paid! That was an exciting experience and helped keep my passion for writing alive. Even though I didn’t get paid from the local paper, seeing my article with my name on it was awesome. When I moved from Pennslylvania to Illinois and started private school, I wrote on our very small school newsletter.

How I Knew I Wanted To Be A Writer.

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My College Years.

I started college to pursue a degree in Journalism but never made it.  Once again, the math classes were just too much to take. While I was there, I wrote for the school newspaper but wound up dropping out.  I was also writing for our local town newspaper as well. I wound up having to quit that also due to a conflicting school and work schedule which didn’t allow me to be able to cover stories anymore. From there, things were stagnant for quite awhile.  The only thing I wrote for the longest time was poetry.


It has been a long road and I’m nowhere near where I want to be yet. I’m on my way though. I have published three books with another one in the works. I’m full of ideas for the two books after that. I have also started freelance writing and have had a few wins there as well. I’m just thankful I’ve known my whole life what I really wanted to do. It just took me awhile to figure out how to get it started. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

How did you know you wanted to be a …(fill in the blank) and have you either started accomplishing it or have accomplished it? Leave a comment, I would love to know about your journey.









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