Hello!
You've gotten to learn a little bit about me, but this page is for the deep dive. How I got into reading and writing, how I learned to love both, and how I decided it was what I wanted to do with my life.
The Start
When it came to learning how to read...I hated it. As a kid, sitting still and focusing on one thing for an extended period of time was torture. (Hello, undiagnosed ADHD) But once I had the basics down and could read on my own, I devoured books. Anything animal-themed was first and I'll always treasure the librarians that took the time to encourage me. Fantasy came next and well, as you all can see, it never let me go.
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As soon as I could talk, I was telling stories. Long-winded, grand, and always with a weird creature or two, I would spin a tale to anyone who would listen. That tendency only evolved once I learned how to write. Beginnings had my heart first. Writing the middle and end took too long when I had this flood of flashy new ideas constantly grabbing for my attention. There's still a special magic I feel in my fingers when I'm staring at an empty page and I have nothing but pure possibility waiting for me. Eventually, I did graduate from my penchant for beginnings and started on longer works. New ideas still tempt me often, but that's what my Notes app is for.
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Longer works meant story arcs, in-depth characters, and grand settings. With my short stories, I only had to worry about one at a time. Juggling all of them was enough to make my head spin. That's when I found fanfiction. Oh yes, fanfiction was my first foray into longer works and I credit it with advancing my writing immensely. I wrote dozens of stories in settings I already knew, with characters that had already been fully developed, and just added my own little additions along the way. Many were full-length works too. 60k plus words. I think a few were even over 100K. But that's how hungry I was to write. I loved it. Still do. Not to mention getting feedback from my readers when I was still so fresh and new. I'll forever be thankful to them for being so supportive, encouraging, and always wanting more. Seeing their messages always pushed me to keep going even on the dark days.
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When those worlds started to seem too small, that's when I branched off to start writing my own stories.
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Overall? Writing is one of my dearest loves. It's pulled me out of the dumps, kept me going when I had little else, and kept me sane when the world was driving me crazy. I will always write. Whether it's for myself, my family, or for all of you. I can't wait to share the worlds I've stitched together with all of you. I hope you love reading them as much as I've loved writing them.