When we think about becoming something or someone, we always assume that there is a defining moment that changes everything. That one second of pure clarity where you know for sure what you are or what you should be. It may be true for some people but it never happened to me.
Growing with stories
When I was a kid, I wanted to be a paleontologist. It lasted quite a few years actually. My room was covered with dinosaur toys and dinosaur books. As the youngest of five children, I felt a bit lonely from time to time. Of course, my sisters were nice but the age difference was kind of a gap between us at that time (my youngest sister is five years older than me). So, I stayed in my room and played with my dinosaurs and my LEGO bricks. I’m pretty sure this is when I started creating stories.
Of course, as a six-year old, I never thought about becoming a writer later. I was just playing! Growing up, I created cities, invented worlds and characters.
A few years later, I was traveling with my cousins during the summer holidays. We were going east to spend a couple of weeks in the Alps. It was nighttime and my uncle was driving. My cousins were younger than me so I was the cool older guy, you know (I was 10). Sitting at the back of the van, I was asked to tell a story to help them get to sleep. I don’t remember it very clearly but I do recall than I started telling the adventures of a rabbit going on a quest to save the world and rescuing a princess. The hero was a rabbit because as a child I had a stuffed Bugs Bunny. It was a simple as that.
The very same uncle that was driving that night told me a few times that since I had so much imagination, I should start to write stories and that I may become a writer some day. I can’t remember exactly when he said that to me but I do know that I believed him.
Playing with stories
When I was 15, I was on my path to be an accomplished nerd. My rooms was covered in Star Wars toys and posters (plus a few surviving dinosaurs), I had already been a member of a Chess Club and a Stamp Club. Then, I started playing Dungeons & Dragons with my friends. I quickly became the Dungeon master and it was my mission to create a story and make it enjoyable for the other players. This was amazing. Role playing games allowed my something incredible: witness how characters would react to an event.
I’m pretty sure that it’s the dream of every writer: Writing a story, telling seeing and witnessing your the reactions of the characters.
Becoming a writer
I think I was 16 the first time I took a pen, a notebook and started writing a novel. It was the story of a group of adventurers in a medieval fantasy world. It was based on our Dungeons & Dragons’s adventures. I know I still have that notebook somewhere but I don’t have to find it to know it sucked.
Between then and now (more than 10 years have passed), I've started a lot of novels (about 9) and I never completed any but I’m confident, I will some day. Those moments or periods of time of my life shaped the way I see the world, the way I think and they did shaped me as writer.
Living the dream
The final experience that shaped me as writer happened last April when I entered my first Camp NaNoWriMo. I had know about NaNoWriMo for a few years but I never felt like actually doing it. This Camp NaNo was amazing and made aware of the fact that I could write much more than I thought possible in a only a month. Of course, this year’s NaNoWriMo is making me feeling even more confident on my writing skills !
Anyone can write. Anyone can become a writer. Just take a pencil et release your imagination !
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