Growing up I had been a reader. I not only enjoyed reading, but storytelling. I was the little girl who won certificates for her FCAT reading and writing scores and drew pretty pictures to accompany my stories.
As I reached middle school, I continued to read, but writing became less of a hobby, and by the time I hit high school, forget about it. I took my honors writing assignments seriously and read a few books, but my obsession with guys had overshadowed many of my previous hobbies.
The only books I read my high school years were class-assigned ones, the Twilight series, and the first and second books of James Paterson’s Maximum Ride series. Yeah, I’d written several unassigned works; poems for and about my ex-boyfriend.
So why am I telling you all this? So God receives the glory for what He’s done and is currently doing.
After I surrendered my whole heart to Him on February 22nd, 2009, He not only healed me of the broken-heart my ex left me with, but He restored in me a new passion for writing.
See, although I enjoyed reading and writing, I really loved acting. After two years of relationship distractions, I finally auditioned and got accepted into the drama magnet program. I believed I’d someday become a famous actress, and that is all I desired to pursue. But after that midnight-surrendering in February, I suddenly got struck with an idea for a film, and no more than two months later, my sister and I had written a full-length screenplay, and it dawned on me: I’m not only an actress, but God is also calling me to be a writer.
Soon after, in March, I met my dream prince, the man who is now my husband. I thought our divinely-constructed meeting and relationship was so awesome I decided to write a book on it. Within a year of being married, I completed over 100,000 words.
I was in awe. Here I had believed I was solely an actress, but God had transformed me into a full-fledged writer (mind you, the book was terribly written, being that it wasn’t until after that I read five books on the craft and attended two conferences, but either way, I was now a legit writer).
Two-and-a-half years ago I was sitting in a prophetic church and while the pastor was teaching, God birthed a story in my heart: The Seven, a fantasy trilogy with seven main characters each representing one of the seven Spirits of God written of in the book of Isaiah.
I was flabbergasted. Me, write a fantasy trilogy? I kinda liked the James Paterson sci-fi, but not enough to finish the series, and the only fantasy books I’d read were from the Harry Potter series. I was not a Lord of the Rings fan (but now after re-watching them last year I totally am), I just didn’t desire reading fantasy novels, yet here was God, giving me a fantasy trilogy to write.
Knowing I was out of my league, it took me over a month to work up the courage to start writing it. But I did, and here I am two-and-a-half years later, working on book two and loving it.
I’m twenty-three-years-old, writing a young adult, high-fantasy trilogy with only the Harry Potter books tucked in my brain from when I was in middle school. Isn’t that cool? Doesn’t God get the credit for concocting such a preposterous notion?
How about you? What are you currently working on? Have any funny or ironic writing-tales you’d like to bless me with? Please feel free to share them in a comment.
Until next time, write on!