When I was in first grade, I decided that I wanted to be a cartoonist for a newspaper.\u00a0 I honestly don’t remember why, but my mind was made up.\u00a0 I hadn’t thought of any characters and had no story in mind; these were both bridges I’d cross when I got to them.\u00a0 I hadn’t read any particular cartoon that made me want to be a cartoonist.\u00a0 I hadn’t read a lot of cartoons period.\u00a0 Still, I wanted to be a cartoonist.\u00a0 I liked the idea of being one.\u00a0 There was something appealing about the idea of being a cartoonist.<\/p>\n
I later decided that I wanted to be a comedian.\u00a0 I remember what it was that made me want to do this.\u00a0 My dad showed me a comedian on television. I don’t remember what comedian it was or what their act was.\u00a0 This was the first time that I understood what a comedian was, and the concept alone was enough to make me want to be one.<\/p>\n
My dad didn’t like this idea and tried really hard to talk me out of it.\u00a0 I’m not sure if he was successful; if I just lost interest; or if I was distracted by something else, but I ended up deciding that I wanted to become a writer.\u00a0 When I was in second grade, I had a teacher who made me love reading more than anything else, and I decided that I loved reading so much that I wanted to create works that other people could read and enjoy.<\/p>\n
I wanted to do this on and off for years until around middle school.\u00a0 It was then that we had a career dress up day.\u00a0 I remember specifically not being sure how to dress as an author.\u00a0 I decided to borrow a set of scrubs and go as a surgeon instead.\u00a0 My parents latched onto this idea, and I even convinced myself that I really did want to be a surgeon.\u00a0 I decided that I would be a general surgeon; the stakes for brain surgery were too high.<\/p>\n
It wasn’t until ninth grade that I changed my mind.\u00a0 I wrote a story called\u00a0“Greg.”\u00a0 Looking back, it wasn’t a particularly interesting story, but it was my first story in years and the first one that I would consider reflective of my style as a writer.\u00a0 Despite a lower quality compared to many works I’ve produced since, this story was very significant to my rediscovering my passion as a writer.\u00a0 Since then, I’ve realized that I am drawn to storytelling.\u00a0 This led me to the Mississippi School of the Arts where I am currently enrolled as a literary student.<\/p>\n
While there, I started writing a fantasy series with a wide scope.\u00a0 As I wrote it, something felt wrong about it though.\u00a0 I had imagined very vibrant imagery for the story that I didn’t want to waste page space in describing, but I also didn’t feel like this project was meant to be a screenplay like I had written a few of in the past.\u00a0 Recently, I decided that the story would work best as a comic and have started working on it as such.<\/p>\n
In a way, I’ve circled back to where I started in considering what I wanted to do with my life.\u00a0 I’m not sure if that’s inspirational or just funny, but I have a lot of feelings about it that I’m not entirely sure that I understand.\u00a0 I am at least sure that I am happy to be working on a project that I am passionate about.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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