Four years of success.
October 26 is a special day for me. No, it's not my birthday or the anniversary of a loved one's passing. Nah, it's more than that. It's the day that my professional writing career began. I have been writing for many years, long before I ever thought of becoming published.
As a kid, I didn't even think that I could become a published author. I just thought something like that was impossible for a kid like me. Most of the literature I read in school were written by uptight, narcissistic, wealthy snobs suffering from chronic alcoholism.
I didn't become official until I published my first book. On October 26, 2014, this journey to greatness went into motion. At the time that my first book was published, I just entered the tenth grade a month prior. I honestly had no idea that I would be doing something like this so early in my life. It has really brought me many blessings in my life. I couldn't ask for more.
What was that book, you ask? That book was The Ballad of Sidney Hill. It's literally the book that started it all. I started working on it all the way back in 2012. I had just entered the eighth grade.
Back then, there was no savage writer gimmick. I didn't have all these trophies and certificates hanging on my bedroom wall. There were no interviews, magazine columns, book signings, speeches, poetry slams, studio sessions, or late nights spent hitting the blunt as I am writing my ass off.
There wasn't any of that. Back then, I was a kid with nothing. All I had was a plan and a dream. I knew one thing though--I wanted to make a change. I had a story that I wanted to share.
I was on the cusp of transitioning into high school. I had no idea what high school was like. I only heard about it in the movies or from eccentric family members who graduated high school many many years ago. I had to find out for myself what these experiences would be.
Work on my book came along. Of course, I faced many road blocks. I had a lot of personal issues going on. In addition to that, I struggled with depression--which gave me writer's block. I almost lost motivation altogether. But...
Something in me just told me to continue going. I listened to that voice in my head and kept it pushing. Four years later, I'm glad that I have. I have accomplished so much since 2014. I have over a hundred books out, I'm doing poetry, getting ready to record music--hell... the list goes on and on. You can call me the jack of all trades.
I can't even imagine how much opportunity I would have passed up had I given up on my dream. Getting to the position I'm in was never easy. I struggled a deal. I dealt with sabotage, doubt, heartbreak, failure, being belittled and fighting depression. I lost a lot of good people in my life, whether if they passed on or fell out with me.
None of that matters anymore. All of it was for a purpose, a purpose to strengthen me and mold me into the person that I am today. I am still on this journey to discover myself. I'm doing it through what I do best, and that's telling ya'll stories.
You can do anything you set your mind to. It's easier said than done, but I'm saying what's real. You have the power to alter the course of your life. It will not happen instantly. Things take a bit of time. You'll realize all the time was worth it in the end. Keep growing, keep surviving, keep striving. If I was able to do it, so can you.
What's next for me? Anything and everything. I got more books coming. I'm making more moves. Who ever said that I had to stop?
The new year is about to come in. I'll be twenty years old in December. If I was able to do it, so can you. Let me ask you this. Do you have a dream to accomplish? If so, what's stopping you? You can do it!
Again, I want to thank everyone who ever supported me. I want to thank everyone whoever came into my life. Whether if we were friends, I thank you. Whether if we were rivals or enemies, I still thank you. Whether if you were my ex...
I still thank you.