When did you know you wanted to write?

Books Are Boring

“I’ve always been fascinated by books; always loved to read; always knew I wanted to be a writer.”

How many times have you heard that? How many times have you heard this from a writer:

“Most books bored me. I understood how to put language together, but I had nothing to say.”

The latter quote was true of my childhood and young adulthood. I’m only beginning to understand why: I took a long time to grow up. I wasn’t emotionally ready for the books considered suitable for my age. When children say they’re bored by books, it’s often because they’re not ready to read those books; not yet able to understand them.

If I’d been born two weeks later, I’d have been in the year below. Probably, I would have been better at English, at comprehension in other languages and at interacting socially with my peers.

Of course I had nothing to write about. I’ve had nothing to write about for most of my life. Because I didn’t understand myself. I think you have to understand yourself before you can write about anything. Do you agree?

It was only when I had something to write, when I knew that I wanted to tell the world about social anxiety, that I began to realise how enjoyable writing is. And so my desire to publicise a specific topic has grown into a need to express myself in the way I know best, and a wish to inform and give pleasure to others.

When did you know you wanted to write? Or haven’t you discovered that yet?


By Miriam Drori

Author, editor, attempter of this thing called life. Social anxiety warrior. Cultivating a Fuji, edition 3, a poignant, humorous and uplifting tale, published with Ocelot Press, January 2023.

4 replies on “When did you know you wanted to write?”

i always wanted to tell stories…then about five years ago i had a need to begin writing…i didn’t know what i wanted to write…just that i HAD to…when that little voice talks to me i always listen…so here i am…writing the final re-write of EMMA SHELBY IS NO MORE…writing THE SEXY WARD…about my Mom and i…almost finished MORGAN…the first of a trilogy…and of course my first attempt MY HEART TOLD ME…my Mom’s stories from when i was young…writing is delicious…my invisible friends are wonderful companions…and that’s how i met YOU…lucky no???

I like to write but I still don’t feel I have anything to say. Does that mean I haven’t grown up yet? Or that I don’t understand myself? I think I’m beginning to.

Jo: I’m sure you’ve grown up! Whether you understand yourself is a question only you can answer.
Here’s an idea for getting started: write about an episode in your life that meant a lot to you. But change it. Change the location, the setting, the characters, some of the plot. And don’t forget the disclaimer: “Any resemblance to real characters….”

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