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I have written my yearly birthday letter and put it up on Muse Rising, along with a birthday explosion of joy, sparkles and happiness~
Every year on my birthday, since I was a very little girl, I have written myself a letter. When I turned fifteen and began to blog in earnest, I wrote the letter and put it online. It was a very real, very honest and vulnerable message to myself--the myself of the following year.
I've known I was supposed to be a writer since I was a kid--it is such a deeply ingrained part of me and my spirit and path that I've really known nothing else that strongly from such a young age. Every year, my birthday letter was hopeful, but a little hard on myself, too. "You didn't get published this past year--try harder, work harder. This coming year, you can do it!" What was sad, and a little silly, is that I never tried to get published. I kept writing and putting my books in drawers and my stories under the sofa, but I never put them out there.
You know...until this past year.
... continue reading
Every year on my birthday, since I was a very little girl, I have written myself a letter. When I turned fifteen and began to blog in earnest, I wrote the letter and put it online. It was a very real, very honest and vulnerable message to myself--the myself of the following year.
I've known I was supposed to be a writer since I was a kid--it is such a deeply ingrained part of me and my spirit and path that I've really known nothing else that strongly from such a young age. Every year, my birthday letter was hopeful, but a little hard on myself, too. "You didn't get published this past year--try harder, work harder. This coming year, you can do it!" What was sad, and a little silly, is that I never tried to get published. I kept writing and putting my books in drawers and my stories under the sofa, but I never put them out there.
You know...until this past year.
... continue reading