The Past Two Years... · 5:36pm Jul 12th, 2014
It's not my fimfiction anniversary or anything like that but I've been thinking a lot lately about the past couple years and how for as long as I've been on this site, people have been encouraging me to keep up the writing. Not only that, but they take into consideration my age and when they realise how young I am are even more surprised and encourage me further.
I guess most of my new followers wouldn't have any idea what I'm talking about so let me back track a little bit. I remember when I was just thirteen years old, I joined this site and started writing. I also remember that after I became Crystal Secret people were constantly dropping words of encouragement. Someone by the name 'Wingless' said to me:
I gave you a follow, just to keep better track of your current story.
Oh, and by the way...
Age: 13
It actually brings a tear to my eye, and gives me hope for future generations when I see someone so young with a talent such as this. Keep at it and I can see you becoming a very well rounded, respected, and most watched author, on here and professionally if you desire that kind of future
Two years have passed and well...I've matured, battled depression and grown as a writer. Wingless, if you're reading this I would like to say that yes, I do desire to become a professional writer one day and thank you for your kind words. However, you weren't the only one for as time went on more and more people told me the exact same thing and I'm not sure of whether to believe them.
I don't know if any of you have heard of a guy named Dusk Cloud, well, he was a good friend of mine and he just left recently. But before he left for good he left me with one final message:
You're a very accomplished young individual with the rest of your life to live. You'll meet some of the best people and the worst. You'll climb the highest mountain and fall in the deepest cliffs. As long as you keep your dreams alive and your spirits high, nothing will ever stop you.
Just recently I wrote a story called 'Generosity, My Dear Applejack' and of course I needed an editor for it. Who you all know is Cerulean Voice, but I've been reading his blog over and over again ever since he posted it.
Conceived by a talented young author, Crystal Secret (who hails from my own city of Perth, Western Australia), this is a gorgeous tale of love in an unexpected place, in the wake of tragic circumstances. I answered her call for editors in a blog a while back, and I was most impressed by the raw talent I uncovered. For such a young girl, she sure knows how to weave her way into a reader's heart.
It has been a joy to polish this story and witness the beautiful writing contained within. Please, go and give the story your love. She'll be posting the remaining chapters in the very near future, but for now, please give her your best and your encouragement. As an entry into the July edition of the Random Romance group's competition, I think it deserves to win.
So you're probably sitting there wondering why I'm even saying all of this. Well, I do have a point to bringing it up. Allow me to explain,
I was driving home one night and I was thinking about all of the things people had been saying to me over the years. It started to make me wonder if what they said was really true and if so, don't I now owe something to these people? I mean, they've all gone out of their way to make a statement that is both encouraging and incredibly flattering and I have every right to believe them but don't I now need to return the favour? So, how do you pay someone back for encouraging you? How do you owe someone who told you're going to be great someday?
Simple. I realised that the least I could do for all the (mostly anonymous) people that have encouraged me over the years is to become that great person/writer they envisioned me to someday be. At first I didn't believe them, but now, as time goes on I see myself becoming that person.
I even wrote about this a little on Facebook as well and I remember saying '
And now I am faced with a small, yet largely annoying problem. I'm only 15. None of this even matters. I shouldn't be worrying about my future career or my first big trip or what my life will be like in three years. I should be running around playing truth or dare, spin the bottle and drinking punk with friends. Not fretting about how I'm going to make my life interesting.
Yet, I've always thought of myself as perplexingly unusual and a bit left of field. I've never wanted to be a regular old teenage girl. Yet in more ways than one I am.
I'll let you in on a little secret, being only fifteen, I look up to a lot of people on this site as role models. Those people are writer's like Ponydora Prancypants, Azu, Pen Stroke, Cerulean Voice and AbsoluteAnonymous. I don't compare myself to them but I still admire their work and hope someday I'll be as good as them.
For now, I'm going to keep going because my brother once said to me if I stop now, I'll never what I could've been. So, regardless of whether or not you got a mention in this blog I would still like to say thank you to all of the people who have encouraged me to keep going these past few years and if you are reading this I hope you realise that I am proud of who I am and what I've accomplished, as insignificant and worthless as it may seem.
I guess I could leave this on a high note. This is something important I want you all to remember:
And by this time next year, nothing will be quite the way it is right now. The future is an exciting time and this is a pretty great time to be alive.
I hope you enjoy my stories and thank you for taking the time to read this blog.
Your accomplished writer,
Crystal Secret aka The Girl Who Reached for the Stars
This is a great blog. I like this and the guy named Wingless for saying that to you.
That's such an amazing journey you've been on, and are still going through. Heh, it brings tears to my own eyes as well when I read about goodness like this.
All I can ask of you is that you keep up the amazing work and make something of yourself in the near future, or wherever it may lay for you. I'm proud.
I got a warm and fuzzy feeling from reading this