Dear Reader,
I realize that it is very easy to be swept up in the idea of being a writer. It is adventurous, romantic and freeing. Through one’s imagination and work, they could share a story that could capture the hearts of others and convey whatever they wish. There is beauty in this. However, it is so simple for we who call ourselves writers to grow arrogant and complacent in this identity.
I will never forget the first time I considered myself a writer. I had just read Eragon, a book that was written and published by a fifteen year old, and, being a boy of fifteen myself I thought: “I could do that” rather confidently. This confidence was soon shattered when I realized that my work was terrible, that being a writer was not just something to say and it was beyond just something you do. It took me much longer to realize that being a writer is something you work at. It takes time, understanding and the willingness to practice and learn.
I hope I allow my heart to be humble enough to learn. I am writing this blog in hopes that you will enjoy reading what I wish to convey. I hope that my stories or thoughts are engaging and worth reading. Being a writer is vulnerable because, in order to be a writer, you need to be willing to grow.
~H. J. Buck
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