Hello again! Niña here.
For years I've helped bring other people's stories to life, and I still LOVE collaborating with authors.And it wasn't until I started calling myself a storyteller --not illustrator, not writer-- did the lines between what I thought I could do and what I allowed myself to explore began to blur.
Now that I've authored a middle grade anthology and am working on my second author-illustrated picture book, I think I've officially stepped over to the author side of creating books. One question I get asked about transitioning from illustrator to author is: Was writing always something I wanted to do?
Yes and no.
| Essays & a short story I wrote about Leonardo DiCaprio 1995 😂 |
For the longest time, I thought writing required a degree. Oh I'm sure proper education and training would save me soooo much time and...tears--I don't doubt that for one bit. 'Cause words have their own beat, their own ability to emote feelings and I wasn't sure if I had a big enough word bank to create a whole story.
Growing up, drawing gave me instant gratification from everyone (I'm an only child...no need to expand haha). I didn't get encouraged to write more until I was in college.
So naturally, I pursued illustration and learned storytelling through that lense. As an Illustrator, part of what we do is to push the narrative forward. We decide how characters move on the page, what happens between the lines of a story, and how to build page-turns without words.
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| Books that forever inspire me |
Of course, this doesn't mean storytelling for an audience came naturally. I learned that by reading. A LOT.
Sure we all have unique voices, but we're also shaped by the stories that inspire us. Part of finding your voice is understanding what moves you and why.
When I began writing NEW, it started as an essay recounting my first few days of school.I wrote every uncomfortable thought and feeling down about being the new kid in an unfamiliar setting. The ending didn't come until I stepped away from the trauma dumping and asked myself, how could the adult version of me comfort my inner child?
The title came when I wrote the second draft as a poem with every sentence starting with NEW.
If you've ever gotten an email from me, you can probably imagine how many pages the first draft was. (LOL...sorry not sorry!)
None of these steps I'd taken required anything outside of what I already possessed. It required my willingness to try, and a little honesty.
Sometimes the only credentials we need to pursue something we love is the permissions we give ourselves. We are all storytellers.
Until next time!
Niña






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