Yesterday before night school, I went to Barnes and Noble (one of my favorite places) and I sat there looking at all the books. A moment went through me where I felt unease. There were so many books, how could normal me get a book on that shelf one day? There are so many talented writers out there, what made me think I could be a part of that world? Feeling this empty feeling, I started to walk past the books not directly looking at any of them and then I looked over for some reason. It was the Harry Potter series. I stopped...dead in my tracks and smiled. This series started my love for reading. This series made me want to be a writer all those many years ago when I was in 6th grade. And in that moment I realized I should be on that shelf. I have a story to share. I've been telling stories since I was 5 years old. I'd call up my Nana and tell her a wild story. What a wonderful sport to sit there for two hours listening to my fiction storytelling. She told me tiring Christmas this year that those were her favorite memories of the two of us. She looked forward to the random calls and my story. I told her I wanted to be an a writer and I was writing something big. She said, "You have always been a writer and I've been waiting to read your books again." I had such a passion for it way back when and I realized that I am a writer. That's a huge part of who I am. And even though I won't be J.K. Rowling...she's one of a kind...I'll be someone. Someone that is hopefully remembered one day as being a wonderful writer and a wonderful teacher to children. I see my students who are 4 and 5. They cannot read quite yet, but they have the same passion for books as I always have had. I want to write for them, for me, for others around the world.
That's who I've always been. It's not that I'm just barely figuring this out. So sitting there at B&N, I get that overwhelming feeling of joy that pushes that feeling of unease out of the water. I see my beloved HP books and remember a quote J.K. once stated: