It’s about time.
As a 21-year-old, I’m not a teenager anymore. So I’ve become ineligible for a lot of contests I’ve submitted to before. But I don’t feel like an adult either. I’m not a professional writer.
I have a ton of poems I’d like to get published somewhere. Hopefully, something works out.
In addition to my creative writing, I’ll try to write an essay every now and then for scholarships. I’m still a student. I graduate next year though, which kind of freaks me out.
I love but also hate not knowing what tomorrow will bring. Nevertheless, I’m excited to see what’s in store.
These days, I feel more motivated. I want to do more and do better.
If I want to have something to show the world, first I need to show up.