It's been almost a week since my last post for one reason only. I'm not sure what to talk about. I browse the website and read other blogs mesmerized. Not only do they have reason's for writing, but they have amazing entries. I guess the life of an almost writer isn't very eventful. When you are trying to get published you must learn patience. It's a waiting game. So far, I've sent my book to four different literary agents. I've gotten two no's and nothing back from the others. For some reason, when I started writing, I had in my mind that this would be a piece of cake. However, it's not that easy and far from sweet. I'm planning on doing this for the rest of my life. Writing that is. If I can make it into a career, then my life would be complete. If not, my love for it will never cease. Writing comes so easily to me. Some people can pick up a guitar for the first time and be amazing. Other's can hold a paintbrush and create a masterpiece. I, can change a diaper in less than 10 seconds, bathe my daughter in under 3 minutes, and handle her fits and screaming effortlessly. I just happen to be a writer as well.
On a happier note, back in April I won a contest on Figment. Part of the prize for winning was being a part of their blog. They emailed me some amazingly entertaining questions which I had an awesome time answering me. Sitting there and answering them, made me realize how much I love what it is I do. Even if it was just for a writing contest for a website, it made me feel so...important. Who doesn't like to feel important?
If you were to ask me a year ago if I would even write a book, I would tell you no. I was so involved with being a mother, that I never thought I would have the time to do much of anything. Now that my daughter is almost three and she is doing nearly everything on her own, I had to give writing a try. My number one book priority right now is finishing my book, The Suicide Letter. About six years ago, after listening to the 30 Seconds To Mars album, I had a dream of this story. In my dream, a boy was contemplating suicide after losing the love of his life. The dream was so vivid, I could see every detail of his small apartment. I could even smell the rotting of old food. The boy was sitting at a kitchen table and scribbling words down on a piece of paper. I never saw the paper in my dream, but I know it was a suicide letter. I felt everything he felt. The dream was extremely intense. I tried numerous times to write this story. Most of the time is was as a script. Since the dream was so dynamic, I thought making it a film would be best. Unfortunately, I could never get it quite right. I never forgot about the dream. About six months ago, my sister Allie told me about the website Figment. I was hesitant, but she talked me into joining. After posting the first chapter, I became addicted. I loved that people could heart the story and tell me what they liked or even what the disliked about the story. The Suicide Letter isn't finished yet, nor is it perfect. However, I do have a few chapters up. Since I want so badly to be published, I have decided no longer to post the new chapters. So far, I have been getting great comments. People seem to love the story. I just hope that a literary agent feels the same.
I'm hoping to have the story completely finished in a few months.
<3 Eliza
Random Fact #2: My most prized possession is my nook which I named sNOOKi
The cover for The Suicide Letter was made by CriWrites from Inkpop.com
I have been debating whether or not to write a blog. I came up with various different reasons why I shouldn't. The main reasoning was because I don't think people care about what a 22 year old aspiring writer does everyday. And then there is "Will anyone even read this?" But here I am, posting my first blog for the world to see.
Let's begin...
My name is actually Elizabeth Yeager. I live in Salem with my fiance John and daughter Savannah. I wouldn't call my life simple, however I would call it ordinary. We struggle with our bills and he has a job he hates. I've never been happier though.
John is the most amazing man I have ever met. Actually, the way we met was awkward. We met four years ago at a coffee shop in Huntington, Indiana. I didn't notice him until he ran up to me, touched my hair, and said, "You hair is big and poofy." I am not exaggerating on this quote. That's exactly what he said. I responded by telling he was weird and get away from me.
That's John though; completely random and extremely funny. I took me about a month to agree to go out with him. It was the end of my senior year, and I didn't want to date anyone. However, even after four years, it's hard to say no to him.
John and I have been through some rough times. Most of it because we had a kid so young. We had to give up being kids and that was hard on both of us. For awhile, it was touch and go. I broke up with him more times than I can count. I always came back. Being without him was harder than I thought it would be, and I didn't want to live that way. We both realized how much we loved each other and how much we wanted to make this work. Not just for us, but for Savannah too.
Now, we are engaged. <3
Spending my days as a stay at home mom can be stressful but also rewarding. I've spent everyday with my daughter since she was born nearly three years ago. I've been lucky that I have not missed a milestone, something I was terrified about. I was there when she first laughed, her first word, the first steps, and I plan on being there for all of her firsts...well, almost all of them.
I may be a stay at home mom now, but I do plan on making something of myself. Like millions of others, I'm an inspiring writer. I've always loved writing. In high school I was on the newspaper and spent most of the class goofing off. I didn't realized how much I truly loved it until afterwards.
I have been rejected twice already by literary agents. Being told no is hard for me. It could be because I'm stubborn or maybe it's normal. Who likes being told no? Especially when it's about something you want so badly. I've considered framing the rejection letters and hanging them up. They could be my inspiration. I don't think I will ever give up.
Besides writing, I love to hang out with my friend. Unfortunately, since September my best friend Aly has been studying abroad in England. Sure, I'm excited that she got to experience something so amazing. And yes, I'm so proud of her. That doesn't mean that I haven't been counting down the days for her arrival back home. Which happens to be today :D
Aly and I have been best friends for over five years now. Besides my other best friend Gabe, she is the only friendship that's lasted after high school graduation. I'm okay with that fact. Alyson is the nicest and most generous person in the world. She has been so amazing when I was going through some of the toughest times. She has always been honest with me and tells me what I don't want to hear. I could count on her for anything.
I hope you enjoy my future blogs. And if not, it will be nice to write them. Expressing myself is hard for me, but I think it could help me be a better writer and maybe even a better person.
<3 Eliza
At the end of each blog, I will post a random fact about myself. Something I might be embarrassed if people found out, or maybe just something I want to share.
Random fact #1: I have an odd and extremely awkward obsession with Robert Pattinson :/
I guess the life of an almost writer isn't very eventful. When you are trying to get published you must learn patience. It's a waiting game.
