I Never Thought...
Sports were always boring to me, I always made excuses for why I couldn't play; headache, homework, 'getting lost' back from the bathroom etc. And music...oh dear. Don't get me started. Let's just say you don't want to hear me sing LOL Art has always been something I have greatly admired and had a passion for yet, never could seem to get that talent I wanted in my head out on paper. School was also an area I flew just below the radar. Really never excelling in anything except English and even then there were a lot of late nights, bad grades, poorly executed thesis and one mortifying poetry recital I am still trying to block out. Theater...oh well, you get the point. I say all this to say, I have never (at least to me) had anything special to offer the world. I wasn't going to be a doctor or lawyer, wasn't going to go on American Idol, most assuredly was not going be one of the great artist of my generation. I did/do have a bit of an obsession for True Crime, though my dad being a cop probably had something to do with that - and also why I won't be a cop. There have been several years that I was searching for something, anything, to have a passion and talent for in my life. Writing was ALWAYS something I wanted to pursue but did not have the courage or confidence needed to take a step out in faith. Because of this I didn't write anything more than a ironic Facebook post - which of course I spent 20 minutes agonizing over whether to post or not after sending it to my mom for a quick proof read - for years. Depression and anxiety are two things I have exceeded at - though that's a story for another time.
I am currently enrolled at my local college working on finishing my two-year degree. Last fall (2018), I took a Creative Writing course through the school just because I needed another elective, absolutely not because I thought I would go back down the writing path again. My professor was a published writer and was sincerely one of the best teachers I have ever had. I hope my school knows what a treasure they have in her. I give her the credit for pointing back towards writing again. In high school, I liked poetry about as much as I liked going to my brother's football practices everyday in the Texas humidity. But, apart of this class was that we had to write prose as well as poetry. It was my first assignment when I wrote a poem that I actually liked. Loved, actually. After that I couldn't stop writing, the ideas and inspiration just kept flowing out of me. Our final was to send prose or poetry off to get published, no matter if they were accepted or not. In January of this year I found out two of my poems were going to be published in Adelaide Literary Magazine. If anyone would have told me that would happen, I would say they were sweet but there was no need to lie to me. It's not that I didn't believe in my pieces, I did completely, but I didn't think anyone else would really believe in them. Please, don't misunderstand me. I am not at all saying I am in the same league as J.K. Rowling, my professor (who is so talented I am still blown away I got to learn from her), or any of the other hundreds of talented writers in the world. But. Having these pieces published, combined with the fact that I started writing again, gave me hope. Hope that I will find a career in the writing field and find my bliss. I am happier than I have been in years and I think it is all to God, writing and the people I have surrounded myself with.
My entire purpose in starting this blog was to give myself another outlet for writing, a way of improving my skills and connecting with other people who are like-minded. Or not, I am always open to hearing other viewpoints. I sincerely hope that anyone who reads this little part of my life would have some encouragement if you're feeling lost. I promise, it is a season that will come to an end and you will find what makes you happy.
Thank you to anyone who made it through all the ramblings of my mind - you're the best ;) I hope y'all have a great day!
xoxo,
Ashley (a recently published poet...who would have thought?)
I am currently enrolled at my local college working on finishing my two-year degree. Last fall (2018), I took a Creative Writing course through the school just because I needed another elective, absolutely not because I thought I would go back down the writing path again. My professor was a published writer and was sincerely one of the best teachers I have ever had. I hope my school knows what a treasure they have in her. I give her the credit for pointing back towards writing again. In high school, I liked poetry about as much as I liked going to my brother's football practices everyday in the Texas humidity. But, apart of this class was that we had to write prose as well as poetry. It was my first assignment when I wrote a poem that I actually liked. Loved, actually. After that I couldn't stop writing, the ideas and inspiration just kept flowing out of me. Our final was to send prose or poetry off to get published, no matter if they were accepted or not. In January of this year I found out two of my poems were going to be published in Adelaide Literary Magazine. If anyone would have told me that would happen, I would say they were sweet but there was no need to lie to me. It's not that I didn't believe in my pieces, I did completely, but I didn't think anyone else would really believe in them. Please, don't misunderstand me. I am not at all saying I am in the same league as J.K. Rowling, my professor (who is so talented I am still blown away I got to learn from her), or any of the other hundreds of talented writers in the world. But. Having these pieces published, combined with the fact that I started writing again, gave me hope. Hope that I will find a career in the writing field and find my bliss. I am happier than I have been in years and I think it is all to God, writing and the people I have surrounded myself with.
My entire purpose in starting this blog was to give myself another outlet for writing, a way of improving my skills and connecting with other people who are like-minded. Or not, I am always open to hearing other viewpoints. I sincerely hope that anyone who reads this little part of my life would have some encouragement if you're feeling lost. I promise, it is a season that will come to an end and you will find what makes you happy.
Thank you to anyone who made it through all the ramblings of my mind - you're the best ;) I hope y'all have a great day!
xoxo,
Ashley (a recently published poet...who would have thought?)
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