Age Doesn’t matter, we can do anything? Well not entirely true

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Being the age I am, I often feel very insecure about my writing. I think to myself, is it worth it?
As I read other posts on this site, or the words of a famous author I reflect on how untrained I am in this, how naive, and how uninformed. I read the words of an adult and I can see how empty my writing is compared, the lack of experience and knowledge.
It is hard to put onto paper( or rather the internet) what I mean by this.
The work of someone older, one who has finished even just high school has much more substance, they know the rules of writing that I have not yet had the privilege to learn, and experience with many more things.
And I wonder, who would want to read the petty ramblings of a teenager? Though many of my peers praise me on my writing I know that it is not that great.
This, this insecurity often hinders my work. It nags at the back of my mind as I type, spewing words of discouragement.
You suck, why bother? Have you read the work of others? Compared to them you must look like a lump on a log. You’re nothing but a teenager who has a dream to big for her own head!
All the thoughts of the disbelievers finding their way into my young, fresh brain.
I compare my work to everything! Even to that of a cousin only a year older. She has finished this grade, she has had the chance to explore the wonders of this world more than I, so what do I think I am doing? Sitting here writing petty stories, posting on a blog where all other participants are adults who have what it takes.
And then I remind myself that I am only 15 and my knowledge will grow, and my experience will expand. I must practice for all I am worth, find new and inventive ways to create a new world, to write a blog post thats worth reading.

Of course that doesn’t actually work, in fact it usually makes things worse. Yet here I am, writing another blog post for the world to see just how inexperienced I am.
So there! I’ve done it, gone and told the world another petty problem that no one actually cares about. I guess maybe I am hoping to attract other adolescents who have that same problem.
WELL! Goodbye again, I shall continue to write and in 5-6 years I will look back upon this post and laugh about how sucky my grammar and punctuation is (because I am quite aware of my failings), and see then how much I have improved and maybe even write a novel or two.

The completely, absolutely infuriating side glance

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They look at you a little differently. After they find out you’re a writer, though it may only be temporary . The look of surprise, or as if they are discovering that you are not the person they knew, then the occasional and very rare instance were that look, well it’s pity. They don’t take you seriously, they think oh she/ he is only a teenager. They’ll never actually write a novel! And shes only going to get her heart broken.
It’s absolutely infuriating!

Well heres the thing, it is totally and completely possible, a pair of sister, not much older than myself, had a series of dystopian novels published. They are called the strand.

No matter what the people say, you can do it, write a damn novel, get it published!

A thousand disbelievers couldn’t keep me on the ground
I’ve invented a momentum that’ll never slow me down
I believe it ’cause I feel it and I shout it out loud
I can, I can, I can so
~ Hedley