I've had aspirations of getting my work published for a long time now. I guess ever since my Fourth Grade teacher commented me on my really good writing skills. Ever since then a lot of people have been encouraging me to try to get one of my stories published.
Took to heart what my Fourth Grade teacher said and in the summer after Fourth Grade I began writing my first book. A year later, I wrote its two sequels.
My Fifth Grade teacher read all three and say they were really good. Now, whether or not she was just being nice or sincere - I'll never know.
In Seventh Grade, I reread, edited, and rewrote the first of the 3 books - while at the same time was writing another book. My Seventh Grade teacher read the newer copy of the 1 of 3. She said it was really good and she hoped I'd pursue my dreams of getting published.
Eight Grade was a big step for me. I got one of my essays entered in this 'Young Author's Award' and I won for my Region (go figure, it was an Essay on Banning Harry Potter

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It seems however since seventh grade, I have written a novel-length story again. I mean, sure I have my ficcles and they certainly are becoming novel-length, but not one of my original stories to call my own. The characters, settings, plot my own. I get an idea for a story, I write it down... lately only ideas I get are for my little ficcles.
The books we're forced to read in English Class in the Ninth Grade were brutal on the average teenage mind. I remember half of my class hated the novel we had to read. I sat in English wondering 'Could I make a novel that an entire class could like?'
And I probably could - no I'm not bragging. I mean, knowing fresh what it's like to be a Ninth grader, I know what goes on in their heads. I know their worries, problems, concerns. I could write a novel on the Ninth Grade that hits so close to home, the person reading it would feel I was describing them in Freshman year. Problem is I have no drive to write. I have no time to write and I certainly don't have the energy. I mean all my energy already is consumed on editing and rewriting my ficcles.
Maybe one day in the near future I'll edit and rewrite all the novels I've completed. Hopefully I'll perfect them with 5 years of writing experience after having first written them. Maybe one day I'll see my name on the bookshelf, but not today. I mean sure my dream to get published is still alive as ever inside, but I know it's not going to happen any time soon. Last shred of hope I had of getting published sorta dried up in the past years. Maybe my hope will get ressurected and I'll be able to write again. *shrug*
Genres I thrive in seem to be romance and angst. Especially angst. I really know how to get them tears flowing

Action - eck I suck. .. Mystery - Suspense but nothing more.. Comedy - Maybe. Maybe.
Basically Romance and Angst. *pets Angst* LoL...