MY JOURNEY TO WRITING
One day, as an adult, I heard an interview from a successful author who said she got the idea for her book from a dream she had and when she woke up, she thought, “I am going to see if I can write a page about it”. A page turned into a chapter, and chapter into a book, and a book into a series.
Have you ever woken up from an incredible dream and longed to stay in that world a little longer, to hover over the shoulder of the character in your dream for one more scene, just to see what would happen next? I have. Even as a child I laid in bed for hours in the morning, continuing the stories of my midnight visitors. Every car ride was the chance to disappear and see what was happening on the screen reel of my mind, taking those dreams a little further. Often you would find me sitting there, my lips moving, no sound coming out, as I stepped into the role of a character and delivered their dialogue.
One day, as an adult, I heard an interview from a successful author who said she got the idea for her book from a dream she had. When she woke up, she thought, “I am going to see if I can write a page about it”. A page turned into a chapter and a chapter into a book, and a book into a series. (Full disclosure…that book was Twilight…go team Edward!)
Shortly after hearing this, I woke from a fascinating dream. One of those ones, where it almost feels real. I fell in love with the characters and was intrigued by the storyline. I had to know what was going to happen next. The author’s voice tugged at the back of my mind, and I thought, “I’ll try writing a page…”. Before I knew it, a spark was lit inside of me that I didn’t even know could exist.
At first, it was a guilty pleasure as my two children napped. Shortly after, I began staying up way too late at night to write one more scene. I couldn’t get enough. I was hooked. Thinking about my characters while folding laundry, daydreaming about the story while doing the dishes. I loved it.
I still do to this day. And just like when I was young, you might catch a glimpse of me staring off into the distance and my lips moving quietly to myself, if so, just know…it's going to be a good story.
