Trying To Be A Real Writer

Since I was a little kid, I felt the urge, the pull to become a writer. I wanted to write books. In my teens, I decided that what I actually wanted to be was a filmmaker. That was something that involved writing...and some other stuff too. I went to four years of film school, and discovered, upon graduating, that I had been on a wild goose chase. I realized that I didn't want to be a filmmaker all that much. The same thing that gripped me as a kid still gripped me. I wanted to be a writer, a writer of books, of novels.

So, I started writing short stories. I wrote non-stop for several months, then soon, life got in the way, and I cooled off. Over and over since then, I've tried to get back on the horse. I've written a handful of short stories over the years since college, while always eventually being distracted away by other worries. I never have actually sold a story, though (You can't count what I wrote and we aired on the Dunesteef selling a story). Hell, I haven't even submitted many stories for that matter.

So, inspired by the willpower I found in losing weight, I have decided to throw my hat in the ring again. I'm going to try to get something published somewhere, and I will report on how things are going here on my blog.

If anyone who reads these comments would like to be one of my "first readers" just drop me an email at editor (at) dunesteef (dot) com, and we'll set it up.

I was just inspired the other day with a new story idea, and I've written the first scene. I'll tell you about it in my next "Adventures in Writing" post.