Personal Profile
Name: Arbor Winter Barrow
Nicknames: Lord Pickle, Arbot, The Universe
Birthday: December 3
If I had a superpower it would be: The ability to understand all languages
Major Objective: To rule the world.
The Smallish Journey of a Wannabe Writer
From my earliest memories I have been writing stories. My first written story was from when I was in kindergarten. It was called The Playground in the House. It was about a little girl who went to the playground with her dog. My parents had printed it out and I had doodled illustrations to go with the little bits of text. I distinctly recall creating characters and doing "interviews" into a tape recorder when I couldn't have been more than eight-years-old.
After that my stories came and went. Some were written down and some left to stew in my little ol' gray matter. I can honestly say that the vast majority of my childhood was spent daydreaming, putting myself into my favorite books, exploring stories and ideas. I don't think I seriously considered working on a book until I was about eleven-years-old when I got to jot down stories in my dad's computer. My first "serious" story was called Atlantic Island, based in part on my childhood nerd-love of the myth of Atlantis and the Bermuda Triangle. Sadly I ended up abandoning that story for greener pastures when I came up with the story for Kinetics.
When I was twelve the story of Kinetics came to me in a flash of light...just kidding. Really it was more like a flash of anger. I had been taught early on to put my emotions into writing. When I was angry: write. When I was sad: write. When I was happy: write. The day that I started writing Kinetics I was mad. I went and found a quiet place, sat with a yellow steno pad, and began the first scribbles of what would one day become Kinetics. At the end of the day I had 14 written pages and a fiery passion in my heart.
I remember talking to a family member once not long after I had decided that I wanted to be a writer and they asked what I wanted to do when I grew up, I said I wanted to write books.
"Oh, you'll never make money with that," they said.
Part of me never considered that, and I was briefly disheartened. I think little Arbot was secretly stubborn because in her head she was like: "Who cares, I do what I want." For the next sixteen-years I wrote, rewrote, scrapped, started from scratch, wrote again, rinse, repeat, over and over again until I finally got to something I was happy enough with to put out into the world.
Besides original stuff, in my teens and early twenties I was an avid writer of fanfiction. I warn you if you follow that link you will find poorly written fanfiction, but I'm super proud of how far I've come. Fanfiction was my playground and I will never try to shy away from that.
In the future I have many more stories to write and I hope you'll stick around.
Love ya!
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