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Life According to Carter

Can I write in paragraphs and still expect people to pay attention? Am I capable of possessing enough creativity to capture my audiences with intricate sentences that are both relatable and understandable? Is it finally time for me to be the one? I don’t want to be just another face in a crowd of dedicated teenagers who have somehow, not only found a beautiful passion, but are patient enough to make something out of it. Something that can be respected, envied, loved, and cherished. I’m tired of watching others gain praise while I’m stuck in a world of procrastination and “what ifs”.

I can create something too.

It’ll be sought after. Something to finally be proud of in a life that just refuses to let the limelight find my waiting body.

And you know what? I’ll hate it. It’ll be constantly criticized by it’s own worst critic. There will be nights where I’ll teeter on the verge of plowing through the dragging agony of completing and folding my hand on this project to start something new. The next big breakthrough. Something that will inevitably have the same fate. I know already. It’s happened countless times before.

But what is this masterpiece? A work of art that I will not give up on, because for these seventeen memorable years I have strewn, it has grudgingly not given up on me.

It’ll be a story of whit and humor, adventure and tragedy. Life lost and gain, friendship, drama, heroes and villains. With the help of spellcheck, Google’s dictionary, creativity, patience, and an irresistibly handsome love interest, I’ll be sure to captivate my readers. Everyone will hang on my every word, waiting obsessively over new chapters, and praying along with my for a happy ending in some way shape or form.

So I guess there is nothing left to do but to start.

Welcome to my life.

My name is Carter Ovalton.
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