I Want to be an Author - I Want to Write Damn it!!!

I've wanted to be an author, a published author all my life, ever since I could remember.

In primary school, I got the teacher's notice. I remember the first time. We had just moved to A from NZ and Mum put me into freo primary school.

I began to be settled in class and I was an extremely shy kid. I was surrounded by kids. We all sat in a 3 desks facing each other with 2 desks on either end facing each other.

So 3 desks facing eath other, then at either end, 2 sets of desk facing each other. If I could be bothered, I'd draw a picture...

A very full school. A very full class. I brought out a story I wrote or maybe it was a story I had written that day, so it would've been about November or October of my 10th year.

It was the fish and chip man story, I'd seen a similar story on tv, a Sherlock Holmes story and I plagurised it.

It was different and later in my years. Actually last year or the year before, I had some ideas and changed the story completely. So it wouldn't plaguerise it, but it'd be good if I could remember the names of the characters I invented.

I seriously need to go to the dunny, so I'll be back once I feel better :)

Oh, now I feel empty, sorry, that is a bit gross... I can do gross :)

Anyhoos, so I wrote the story and the teacher said it was great, fantastic or whatever he thought and it was the first time my writing was recognised, again it was found in year 7 and a student teacher wanted to read it out to the class.

I still remember that one. I ought to re-write it and put it with a bunch of short stories.

I need to get creative and write. I'm starting to bitch too much to friends and my closest and best friends are beginning to get sick of it and it makes me feel unhappy that they don't want to hear it anymore.

Their lives are already full with their own problems and I need help beyond friendships/

I guess that is when I start bitching it out to my Bestest Friend...Jesus :) I wish He was here. That would mean this cruel, sick world would be at an end.

Set me free from this prison...