I’ve been working on my novel for a while now. Years even, I’m almost ashamed to admit it. My story goes back a few years. At least, it feels that way. It started in middle school. I was approaching the end of eighth grade and wasn’t sure what high school to attend. My Dad asked where I wanted to go. I wasn’t sure, but I thought of my interest at the time.
The conversation morphed into what I want to do when I grow up. Now as an adult, I realize what a loaded question that is. I mentioned that I liked animals and my Dad brought up Saul High School. It kind of grew on me, and I decided to apply and see what would happen. I got invited to an interview. I tried my best and got in with the provision that I attend the summer session. It’s a measure they take to ensure that we’re a good fit for the school and as a preview of what our agricultural class will be like.
I went to the summer session and loved it. I graduated in 2010. Then, I enrolled in college as a Biological Sciences major. Freshman year went okay, but as my sophomore year progressed, I grew unsatisfied with the idea of being a veterinarian. I tried to stick it out but realized it wasn’t for me. I was going through a lot. I was depressed and stressed because I wanted to have perfect grades.
Winter break came, and I did some soul-searching. In the midst of the depression and stress, I found the time to write The Vampire Diaries fan fiction centered on Bonnie Bennett. Eventually, I realized it brought me more joy than what I had been subjecting myself to. My problem then was how to break the news to my Mom. I didn’t know how she would react. Would she be upset that I was leaving Biological Sciences for Liberal Arts?
Especially, since I didn’t believe that I had any talent. I mean my favorite high school English teacher said I was a good writer, but lazy. I was shocked when my Mom told me she said that. I still was a little in disbelief when people actually seemed to enjoy my fan fiction. I think it wasn’t until then that I saw that I could do this professionally.
I talked with my friends, and they had my back. I just to speak to my Mom. Once I told her everything, she accepted it. Just like that. She said it’s my life and that she wanted me to be happy. Now that it was over, I was left with the feeling of what to do now? I thought on it and came up with a plan. A plan that took a long time to come to fruition.
I took a year off and worked in the mean time. Doing that made me even more motivated to go back to school. In 2013, I went back to college and excelled. Although I went part-time, I earned a 3.6 GPA. I’m still in the process of getting my degree, but I don’t mind because of how far I have come. I still make mistakes, but I have definitely come a long way. I’m not saying everything went according to plan, but it’s much better now.