I believe that writers are not creators, but rather archaeologists.

We are not receiving new story ideas; every single world and character already exist, they just haven’t all been found. Writers are archaeologists that are scratching away at a dusty, ancient wall embedded with ideas.

We are rubbing the wall raw, rubbing the dust away in hopes of finding inspiration, and every so often we uncover a novel idea or a character in that wall, and the idea takes shape in our own mind as if it were our own.

I’m in a weird mood, so I decided to post an excerpt of my current novel, Wild.

Here’s a synopsis so you’re not entirely lost:

Ten teenagers want to do something reckless. Ten teenagers leave a party to take a walk through the Tongass National Forest in Juneau, Alaska. 

Two weeks later, ten teenagers are still missing. 

Logan Keyes is one of the ten who disappeared on the night of her seventeenth birthday. For fourteen days, Aaron Hale has waited for her. He refuses to believe that his girlfriend is dead, and he won’t rest until he finds out what happened to her and the nine others. 

There has been no sign of them at all since they entered the woods – until now. 

The sign comes in the form of an escaped, starving girl: one of the ten shows up on Aaron’s doorstep, terrified and barely alive. Aaron is more determined than ever to uncover the events that went on in the forest. 

Some things are better kept secret. 

There is something lurking in those woods that has no intention of letting the other teenagers out alive.

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The excerpt is under the cut, if you want to read.

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AAAND MY LIFE IS SAVED

GROOVESHARK HAS PHILIP WESLEY

GRANTED, THERE’S ONLY SIX SONGS OF HIS UP ON THERE, BUT STILL, BETTER THAN NOTHING

HALLELUJAH


THE WORLD IS RIGHT AGAIN

I guess I have to write now … 

HAAA yeah bet you I’ll be back on tumblr in approximately thirteen seconds

OH NO NO NO NO

SO I’M AT STARBUCKS TRYING TO WRITE (ER RATHER, TRYING TO GET OFF TUMBLR LONG ENOUGH TO OPEN UP THE DOCUMENT)

AND SO I GO TO YOUTUBE FOR INSPIRATION, TO OPEN UP THE MUSIC THAT I ALWAYS PLAY WHEN I WRITE (PHILIP WESLEY’S BEAUTIFUL INSTRUMENTAL PIECES) 

AND WHAT DO I FIND OUT?

ALL THE VIDEOS WITH HIS SONGS HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR COPYRIGHT VIOLATION

THAT WAS MY ONLY SOURCE OF LISTENING TO PHILIP WESLEY

HIS MUSIC IS MY WRITING JUICE, GUYS

MY WRITING JUICE IS GONE

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW?

I CAN’T WRITE WITHOUT PHILIP WESLEY I CAN’T

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I'm insanely jealous of you. It's only today I found out that you write stuff and I've been following you for quite some time already. Yeah, I'm that much of a dork. But seeing as you write all these stories and novels just fascinates me. Cause, see, when I was little, I was asked to write down what I wanted to be when I grew up for our kindergarten yearbook, I just immediately thought, "writer!" For years, I've been trying to focus myself into writing something, but I just so succeed at failing that. I never ever got to finish writing my own piece of literature until this year, and that's almost a decade since I wrote down the words that I thought I would one day grow up to be. The only reason I managed to finish something as big as that, for me, is because it was a class project. I'm ashamed to admit that the first thing I successfully finished writing was something I didn't finish because I was passionate about it. I'm afraid that if I read any of the stuff you wrote that I'd be genuinely jealous. In fact, I'm already jealous. I'm jealous at the fact that you and a bunch of other people find that determination to write. To write because they want to. To write because they find a drive to do so. I just wish I could find the kind of determination that you and a lot of other people find to write. I've never found that ever. All my writing is just stuck in my head, rotting. I come up with all these good storylines that I just simply can't put into words that make any sense. That don't seem at all relatable because I'm weird. I may be so fucking jealous of you for finding the right words to tell all of your stories but at the same time, I'm quite proud of you for being better than me, for being able to do something that I've been hopelessly trying to do for years and you make it look so easy.
─ Anonymous

First of all, thank you for leaving me this message. Thanks for opening up and letting me know how you feel about this, because it really means a lot to me to see that and to read it. 

Okay. So I want to start off by saying: Stop being so hard on yourself. There’s no reason for you to go down on yourself so much about behavior that is extremely natural and usual for an aspiring writer. There’s nothing wrong with you; this is just a natural period you’ll have to get through, a period that almost always comes at the beginning of being a writer.

Don’t be jealous of me; you have no reason to be. You will get to this point of writing, the point that I’m at, no matter how long it takes. The thing is that I used to be exactly like you. I’ve known that I want to be an author ever since I was little also, but it took me a long time to actually be able to start writing seriously, to be able to take all my ideas and turn them into an actual novel. I used to always have these ideas that I thought could be great, long novels, but whenever I tried to write anything, I couldn’t get past the third chapter without abandoning the story because it wasn’t going anywhere. But now things are better.

I find it silly that you say that I make it look so easy, because it’s not. Not for me, not for anyone (unless you’re like, some super-abnormally-skilled writing machine.) Writing is hard. It’s the most amazing thing I love to do and the hardest thing I do. I’m not at the state at which I’d like to be with writing yet, the state where I can just pound out words like crazy and finish a novel in a couple months. It takes me forever to write; I’m a very slow writer, and it’s so hard to find inspiration sometimes. The days where I’m actually progressive are sparse. Mostly when I try to write, I just stare at the document all day while procrastinating and doing stupid things on the internet. I wish I could write fast, and write a lot, instead of doing more procrastinating than actual writing. And whenever I’m not writing, it kills me.

So yeah, writing is hard. I don’t think it’ll ever stop being hard. But I stick through with it and make myself get through all the pain that comes with it and all the hard times because writing is my life, it’s who I am and it’s in my veins and it’s me and it’s my passion.

What I’m trying to say here is that you think too lowly of yourself and of your own potential to become a writer. Because you can. The fact that you’re unable to write now means nothing; I was like that just some years ago, and I’m still like that from time to time—rather a lot.

I think you definitely can and will get to the point at which you want to be as a writer. You clearly have the passion and determination, even if you don’t think so. If you didn’t have both things, you wouldn’t care so much about writing and about your desire to be a writer. Someone who has wanted to be a writer since they were in Kindergarten, someone who has had that ambition for years is definitely determined and passionate about it—not only that, but there’s a guarantee they’ll get it if they never give up on the desire.

The fact that you were able to finish writing something as a class project is a huge step toward what you want. That’s impressive; who cares what was the reason or drive behind it? If you can do it once, you’ll be able to do it a thousand times in the future, and not just for class anymore.

I am in no way better than you, contrary to what you said. I’m just another teenager who has a passion for writing and who is trying to reach that state of prolificness in this art, just like you. I’m just another struggling writer, like you. You are going to get to this stage—you are going to surpass this stage and one day you’ll be able to flush out novels like crazy. I promise you that you’ll become a writer if you only don’t give up and lose hope.

Be patient. That’s all you have to do. You’re young, and so am I; we’ve got plenty of time to reach the point in writing that we want to reach. You don’t have to feel frustrated because right now you can’t write; it will come to you in good time. And when it does, you’ll look back on this stage that you were in and feel achieved and accomplished because of it.

Don’t get frustrated at yourself. This is a normal stage that all writers go through at the beginning. Don’t get frustrated about it, because you’ll get out of it and you’ll become a writer and you’ll find the drive that you see writers have. 

Keep thinking about your ideas. Harbor them and let them fester inside your brain. I suggest that you write them down; even if you can’t turn them into stories yet, you should write down any ideas you have. Maybe you could keep a notebook of your ideas or a word document or something; just have them in one place. Whenever you get an idea, record it in that place. That way you’ll be able to go back to the ideas later when you’re finally able to write, and you’ll be inspired. Even now, read from that notebook or document and try to think of ways you could expand on these ideas.

Some tips on how to make yourself write at this period in time: Every day, sit down at your computer or at your notebook (depending on whether you prefer to handwrite or type) for a certain amount of time (maybe half an hour, maybe an hour, it’s up to you). If you’re on your computer, disable your internet. If you’re on a notebook, make sure there’s nothing around you that could distract you. Then just write about anything. It doesn’t have to be a story, it doesn’t have to be anything formal. It can be something creative, something very random; or it can be something basic. It doesn’t have to be fictional, or it can be; come up with any kind of prompt to get the words flowing. You could look outside your window and describe the images that meet your eyes. Look up a picture of nature or of some kind of setting on the internet and describe it. Or go further with that—think of who lives there, what kind of creatures or people you’d find there, and just let your pen or fingers move. Or think of a character that would fit in that picture and begin describing them; how they look, their personality, their flaws, their background. Even writing a journal entry about things that happened during your day would help and could ignite your creative spark. Just write something every day. Practice writing anything each day and I guarantee you that it will be a lot easier when you try to take your ideas and make them into stories.

I don’t think I have to tell you to read a lot, because most aspiring writers already love reading. But if you do read a lot, that’s great, because that’s what will also really help you. Read fantasy books, read realistic fiction books, read mystery books, read every novel you can get your hands on. You’ll get very inspired from those. And if you can, go visit scenes of nature, like a forest or a meadow or a lake, and bring a notebook with you. Nothing inspires me more or gets me writing more than being surrounded by nature.

This answer has gotten ridiculously long and it’s turned into more of an essay than a response, so I’ll wrap it up here.

Don’t think that your case is hopeless, because it’s not. You have so much potential and you will become a writer, even if it takes a lot more time than it already has. Never give up on your ambition to become a writer, and never lose hope that it will happen, because I’m telling you that it will. Write every day, as much as you can, and keep harboring all those ideas.

Soon enough you’ll be working on your first novel.

If anyone’s interested, I’ve written a couple fanfics; one for Klaine and one for Little White Lie

The Klaine fic is a one-shot about demon!Klaine. Here it is:

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6952418/1/A_Sea_of_Darkness

And the Little White Lie one is an attempt to tie off the cliffhanger they ended it on and close the unfinished web series Team StarKid made. Here you go:

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6962537/1/Little_White_Lie_Season_Two

I never write fanfiction; these two are the only ones I’ve ever done. If you want to read my original stuff, look at the ‘My Writing’ page under my blog title. :)

HOLYFREAKINGSHIT HOLYFREAKINGSHIT

I JUST GOT ACCEPTED TO INTERLOCHEN ARTS ACADEMY

AOSHT;OIAHS;TIHAOWHEGIAOSHEOT;HAWIOEHTIOAWHGOIWEHTIOWHET

I DON’T BELIEVE IT AHHHHHHHH

I JUST RAN AROUND MY HOUSE SCREAMING AND JUMPING UP AND DOWN AND SCREAMING

DHA’THIOA’SDHTIOHWEOIHTOWE

HOW IS THIS REAL LIFE

HOLY FREAKING SHIT

IF I GET ENOUGH FINANCIAL AID I WILL GO TO THE MOST AMAZING PLACE IN THE HISTORY OF PLACES NEXT YEAR, THE MAGICAL PLACE I’VE WANTED TO GO TO SINCE 8TH GRADE

ASO;DHTAIO;WEHT;OIHGOIAHWEITHT

I DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS WEEK, I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW THIS WEEK IS PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE. I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW IN ONE WEEK I CAN GO FROM WATCHING THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH (STARSHIP) TO MEETING AND SINGING IN FRONT OF DARREN CRISS TO BEING ACCEPTED TO INTERLOCHEN. IS THIS A DREAM? THIS MUST BE A DREAM.

A;SHTIAWHE;OHTAIOHT AHHHHHHHH EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO DIE AGAIN