become a famous writer

Just finish what you write. Big words don’t equal a great piece of writing. Read “On Writing” by Stephen King. Don’t give up.

Since I’m not famous yet, I really don’t have any credible advice, except to say I’m working on it. First up, I just finished shooting a renovation reality TV show for HGTV and DIY network. It airs in December on both channels, or so I’m told. My aprtner and I took on the impossible, just to get on TV and half way through the shoot realized we were in way over our heads and there was no turning back. Look for Barbara & Cindy from Dallas, TX, wrecking the hell out of the front of their house to build an art room. It was nuts!

We knew very litle about home improvement and all the tools one would need to pull it off. But that didn’t stop us! We forged ahead anyway and literally tore our three walls, and one being a weight bearing front wall of the house. We were hilarious in our attempt to not saw off a foot or lose an eye. We broke out bicycle helmuts and rubber wigs, so as not to burn our hair while sawing off nails. It was pure comedy and should make for one of HGTV’s best episodes!

The new show is called Renovation realities! Keep your eye out and help make me famous!

I have loved both reading and writing since I was 7 or 8, and always wanted to be a novelist. I have no belief that I will any more, but it is my ambition…

Ever since i was five i was intrested in books, but mostly writing my own. My teacher says my grade in literacy is so brilliant, she recons i should be a young writer.
“Shez, your a true writer, you’ve got a gift.” She said “Maybe one day you’ll have a story writen in the papers yourself.”
then she walked of grinning, i glanced at her, i thought am i really that good? Two days later Jason Hardwick was looking on my tribalwars account, reading a story about spartans. I writed it. He was reading it that loud i could hear, so i marched into my living room enbarassedly. He said “Some spellings are wrong in there sis.” he said laughing “Your pretty good for your age.”
i got confused even more, i thought i writing my talent, have i got a young gift. Should i one day go to London and write a book to show the Queen, or will i be talented in west yorkshire and have a normal job whatb pays low. So i had another dream of becoming a musican, so i started playing the guitar and focusing on my writing experiance. Im having fun coz next week im gonna be writing my own pop up book. well this wednesday. Mum and dad then found out about the tribalwars discripcion, and loved it, everyday they wouyld sit on the chairs reading it out. Mum also helpede me with spellings, so far i have writen 5 storys on my computer, but not published. )=
but yet im letting life move on and try to get my dream come true, thats why i told this story on 43Things, people would know, and some day. everyone may want me to be a author, coz now im nine years old and im having fun writing facts and myth storys.

I am a child author, and I want to publish my book before I am 14 years old. I have won many awards for writing, but I have many other things to do with my time. I started a school newspaper because I did not have anything to go with: If there is no wind, row. I made my own path when there was no road to follow. I used my time wisely!

I am a 13 year old student who wants to become an author.i have an intelligent mind of many different senarios that is buzzing through my mind. with this I may be able to show other people the adventures through my mind so they can experience the deep thouts of my mind.

I haven’t been writing at all except some fairly humorous email.

I really need to get on this or delete it as a goal.

You know, I have one novel done on my laptop that I am damn proud of. I really want to get it published.

I see a vision of a time when I am relaxed
When the windows of my mind are silenced,
quiet bitterness through simple thought
When I am content with the surroundings of my being,
drifted into a state of imperturbation
When I sleep mirthfully in a caliginous territory,
clusters of sanity impounded within my soul
When my spirit is lifted free of apprehension,
round circles of bliss glisten my every move
When delight overcomes sorrow,
stronger affection erases distress
When my mind releases uncertainty,
gaining the strength to make it through each day
When my emotions are never tarnished,
understanding the choices that are given to me
When all things make sense,
guidance to show me the way
When roses never die,
showered with bright color; no more black and white
When I find myself calm,
blessed with sincere tranquility
When I am no longer scared of imperfection,
picturing a vivid snapshot of what I long for most
When I can make a difference in the world,
my complex mind sees things that others do not
When true brilliance is appreciated,
acceptance of someone so different
When I can always come forward with the truth,
the innocence in my eyes for once seen
When I am loved for the inside of me,
the beauty of my heart considered
When I can be forgiven for my mistakes,
my emotions free of regret
When I am no longer walking alone with my shadow on the sidewalk,
abandonment forever impossible
When my future children have learned from me,
showing others what I had missed
When my talent on the ice has impressed the serious,
skating through life being all that I can be
When I can be just like the two coaches who inspired me,
pursuing whatever I choose to do in life
When I grow from a girl to a woman,
treating others the same as I would like them to treat me in return
When the answers to life are crystal clear,
myself successful and vivacious; a champion at heart
When my dreams have come true,
my passion sprang forward; my hard work paid off
When all things are possible,
climbing to the sky’s limit
For I will be the one who knows when this day finally arrives.

—Emily