#hannah is making herself emotional AGAIN because she is celebrating her growth and full of love

[the-one-who-lambs]

Hannah MUSING and being SAPPY and REFLECTING and shit

just realized, it's the 22nd of December. Twelve years ago today, I started writing my first fanfic, and kicked off my love for creative writing as a hobby. I was in sixth grade, and since I didn't really have my own laptop or anything, I wrote it all by hand-- a 400+ page-long self-insert pokemon soulsilver fanfiction. I retconned so many plot elements that didn't make sense as I continued the story, my characterization was all over the place for a while, and it was... kind of a trainwreck. But it taught me how to write and I love it.

I've been writing for half my life now. It started as a silly story that I would read out loud to my family as I finished each chapter, and now the notebooks are sitting in a box under my bed, some of my most cherished objects. Since then, I've had like five original long-form projects that I've bounced between (most of which will remain an eternal wip because I thought of them when I was like 14), began sharing my writing online, had the writing I published online plagiarized which made me terrified to share anything publicly again until I was 16, placed in an international writing competition which um feels kinda pretentious to mention but I'm trying to remind myself I'm good at things sometimes shh, discovered my niche is actually poetry, gotten published, and found the loveliest community I could've ever asked for.

I started out with five captive readers and now there are thousands of you. Thank you for continuing to stay with me.