A Day In My Life · AmWriting

Confessions of a Teen Writer

To be completely honest I’m just blah. I used to be so into my writing. Like I loved it in eight grade I carried around a huge bag of note books an pens in school. I wowed all my teachers, an got out in writing contests. Things are so much different now.

When I first started this blog I had picked up an old project that barely had a chapter to it. My situation changed again, an I stopped writing. Then my mom comes into the picture thinking she knows everything an harasses me constantly about my writing. It’s very uncomfortable.

My mom is basically trying to relive her life through me. She’s actually trying to write a book, but it’s so full of self pity I won’t even look at it. I’ve told her I’m not ok with it, an that I would like her to stop. But she doesn’t. That’s the real problem with how much writing I can get done.

I used to be able to turn out 2k a day easy. Now I want to write, I do, but when I do I feel like I’m being forced to do something. I don’t like that at all. It’s a struggle for me to find a happy medium, because I would like to finish my projects. To publish everything myself. I would love that.

At the same time I need to do it when I am ready. Not because my mom wants me to. It started out as something for me an she’s trying to get in my shit.

Ugh. Rant over. I just needed to say that. It bothers me all the time, along with other things.