Why I Want To Be A Writer…For Gran
When I was a kid I used to love writing stories so much. Every Sunday afternoon I would sit in my Gran’s living room and pen only 3 or 4 pages but I enjoyed doing it. Then she would read them and tell me what she thought. Every time she would tell me that she loved them even though they were probably terrible.
At 9 years old she would tell me that I will be a writer some day and that I should never give up. I used to write adventurous stories about space, time travelling tornados, the aftermath of a nuclear attack and being stuck in a school for survival, a plane crashing in the middle of a field. That sort of thing. I had a wild imagination at that age. No one knew where this came from, I certainly didn’t. But it felt like I was there.
After my parents got divorced I would write a lot to distance myself from everything. A few people said my mind was messed up but my Gran would dismiss these comments and say my mind was creative and should be encouraged. “Never give up what you love,” she said, “You have the ability to make people laugh, cry and be scared by what you write.”
I wrote many short stories up until I was 14, then other distractions got in the way and I couldn’t concentrate anymore and I turned to poetry instead.
It wasn’t until the worst day of my life back on 25th July 2005 when she died that I made a promise to myself to never give up on what I love. My world came crashing down around me and I picked myself up by writing again. It’s getting close to when her birthday should be (7th June) and thinking about those times more than ever is reminding me of exactly why I’m so desperate to be a successful writer and why I get so annoyed at myself when I can’t get the words on paper even though they’re flowing through my mind. It’s because I don’t want to let her down. The last thing she said to me before she died was keep writing and I made her a promise that I would. I just wish she was around to see it.
So there you go, these are my reasons and if you can hear me, Gran, everything I do is because of you. Because of you I’m the person I am today and I miss you so much. Thank You.