I Think I Want to Become a Writer, a Real One

But I’m not good at words – in personification, metaphors and similes and even in symbolism. I can’t transform words from bland to heartrending. I use too much paragraphs and ‘he said, she said’. I can’t describe anything or anyone as vivid as my brain wants to. I’ve been having a writer’s block far too long.

Yet I still want to write. I want to write about my adventure, my feelings, my thoughts, my faith, my family, or my future pet fish. I want to write for all of you, but I also want to write for myself.

I hope it’s not yet too late to become one. I need to read a lot of books, at least a thousand. I need to learn new words and how I could make them dance in the reader’s eyes and mind. I know I need to learn a lot, but what am I doing?

3 Comments Add yours

  1. You’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to, doing. Happy to hear about this resolution! I’m looking forward to reading more from you soon!

  2. ayelouise says:

    I think you’re great! ❤

    Keep writing and dreaming. It's never too late to do the things that we love.

  3. Mon Ange says:

    Yes, live to the fullest! Believe & live in your dream.

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