growing up writing

fruition


When children are learning to write, they start with a small sentence,
and then gradually add in more words until it tells a story.

The dog ran.
The spotted dog ran.
The spotted dog swiftly ran.
The spotted dog swiftly ran home.
I’ve had the thought, on and off, for years, that someday, I might write a book.
The thought has come back to me recently, with more fire behind it than any time before.
I know it will be a book.
I know it will be a book of essays.
I know it will be a book of essays about my life.
I know it will be a book of funny, thoughtful essays about my life.
But I don’t know what the story is yet.
At twenty-three, I feel it’s about time to start realizing more concrete pieces of the story
so that my someday-book can come to fruition.
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