Most people assume that it doesnt take work to write. They see the authors with twelve published novels and a movie to boot, and they dont see it as a viable way to spend your time, agonizing over one sentence of a book or scanning a thesaurus to find the perfect way to put something.
Especially at my age, its hard to be the writer. Nobody really looks at us and sees the fact that were serious. Thirteen year old boys will mostly scoff and call us dorky or the girls will whisper and well be the people reading during recess.
I know from personal experience that taking out a notebook while most people are talking during class and penning down what I see around the room isnt the best way to go about things. People just laugh and think that Ill never reach my dream of becoming published.
Essays in Language Arts are what I live for. While a chorus of groans echoes around the room, Ill be the whispered-and-barely-contained yes! while my hand itches for a pen, or some paper.
Two days later, Ill sit at my computer, freshly drafted essay in hand, rereading and savoring every word I pounded out at my computer.
Some peoplell look at people like Stephanie Meyer and Sarah Dessen and will say, its not that hard to get published. Theyll think that Notebook Girls are just brooding and trying to be a suck-up to the English teacher. So the notebook-wielding, reading-at-recess girls will be the ones left out of the circle.
Were not popular; were not awfully bullied; were just that awkward in-between somewhere in the realm of invisible. Some girls and boys want to be invisible because its better than the alternative. Others want to be the person who lights up the room when they walk in and whose word everybody devours.
We? We are the notebook girls. Black ink, a black composition notebook, and colorful stories are our lives. I personally am fine with that.
My mom always tells me that its hard to feel passionate about something. Not everybody will feel the same way, and not everybody will take you seriously.
Ever since I started this blog, Ive had something to look forward to. You always feel like youre stuck just waiting for something to happen. Im waiting to get a car; Im waiting to go to college; Im waiting to get a job where everybody else will be as passionate as me about what we work for.
Every notebook girl out there is dreaming of that moment where she can walk into a publishers office at her new job, perhaps run an indie bookstore, or even become a published author.
Its harder than it looks to be the Notebook Girls or Guys. Were always at an impasse, and were waiting for that one push to make our dreams happen.
For example, since Ive started this blog, Ive gotten more involved in the community. I never would have made friends with the lovely ladies at Inkwood (my indie), wouldnt have talked with Kristi (the Story Siren), and wouldnt have interviewed all these amazing authors.
So maybe its my time. Maybe I wont be a Notebook Girl anymore, but Ill be the girl who was pushed in the right direction. Then I wont be stuck anymore.
All you Notebook Girls and Guys out there, keep going. Im going to; youre going to; and someday well be the people in the book industry surrounded by passion.
And the funny part is that pretty much every author and publisher and agent was a Notebook Girl or Guy. Now they have their chance.
Debut authors will be freaking out as their manuscript is accepted by an agent and even more when they have a publishing contract in their hands. They will be the ones working at their computer, suddenly a part of the magic, and someday they may be those Sarah Dessens or Stephanie Meyers.
Our dreams are duplicating, exploding, and coming true. Its like the one moment that weve been working towards our entire life is happening. That all comes in the future.
But for now, we are Notebook Girls, and Im fine with that.