No One Told Me Being A Writer Was Going to be This Hard

What a shock I got.

When I was a small child and reading my favourite authors, people like Hans Christian Anderson, Roald Dhal, and Lewis Carrol, I could so easily sink into their stories and lose myself. It was a great escape for me back then when my childhood was something of a nightmare. I discovered the world of literature and adventures I could go on to get away from everything.

It didn’t take me long to realise I could write my own stories and in turn, take myself off on these adventures too. I made up people who were my best friends, I made up places that only existed in my head, but I could swear they were real, and I made up adventures I could only dream about going on.

It was great.

I was almost six when I first had a story published, or according to my younger self, I was five and three quarters, the three quarters when you’re that young is important. But this experience made me realise, I could be a writer when I grew up. I could write books like the ones I loved.

The feeling never died either. I was that annoying kid in class who looked forward to the teachers setting essays. I would dash home to get started on them, always turning them in early and always a disappointment when the experience was over.

I still wrote stories as I grew up. I used to steal blank notebooks from the teacher’s stationary cabinets and then fill them up as fast as possible with wild adventures from my imagination. I could spend hours scribbling out tales and the day would go by without me noticing it.

As I grew, so did my writing. In the late nineties and early into the turn of the century, I discovered gaming, but more importantly, I discovered a game where I could make stories — The Sims.

I loved that game. Even though I was an adult, some part of me just loved playing it, and I loved making stories with it. I eventually learnt how to code and make my own website for the game, and then I learnt how to manipulate the game itself. Born from that was a series of online stories featuring the Sims I made to act them out.

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