Beginning of a Lifetime
By Alexandra Cruz

I wrote this while thinking about my experience with Girls Write Now and where my love of writing started.
I hit the trackpad, hearing the loud plastic click once more—another failed recording. There I was, ten minutes into reading aloud the short story I had written for Girls Write Now, and I was nowhere near completion. I took a deep breath and reread the same words again. I knew exactly how I wanted my story to sound, but my mouth wouldn’t cooperate. I felt ashamed recording myself in my bedroom at two in the morning, fearful my family, fast asleep, would wake up. When authors read their work, I admire the unique way they deliver their stories. They know which lines matter and which make the audience feel something. I read it one more time and correctly inflected the sentence that mattered.
I exhaled a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding and stared at the last word. After fifty chapters, I finished my first full story. Beneath my initial joy were already thoughts about the prospect of starting another story. Although staring at a blank document isn’t fun, I do relish typing out the last triumphant sentence. The feeling of elation outweighs the fear and keeps me writing. I never thought I could accomplish this as a teenager.
I remember in elementary school sitting on the multicolored rug listening to the teacher read. Some kids had far-off looks, imagining each scene in their heads. Others glued their eyes to the book: if they stared hard enough, maybe they could see what happened next. My mind would wander accompanied by faint pictures. My fourth-grade teacher Ms. Pecoraro was one of the best readers. She read Because of Winn-Dixie and Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes. Some left a warm feeling in my chest, while others left me blinking away tears. I loved listening to her read. The stories came alive akin to watching a movie.
One day Ms. Pecoraro asked the class to bring in a book and promised to give us a surprise. My options were limited, and I toiled over which book would be perfect. Finally, the day arrived, and I begged my sister to borrow her favorite book, Dork Diaries. As I walked into the room, I smelled something sweet. My teacher was mixing instant hot chocolate into paper cups—the chocolate aroma mixed with the smell of our books.

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The class spent the day reading and sipping hot chocolate in the cozy, quiet classroom. Ms. Pecoraro taught me the special simplicity inherent in books. All you need is a quiet room, a good book (and some hot chocolate) to discover the adventure of a lifetime. I remember that day every time I crack open a new book.
One day Ms. Pecoraro handed me her copy of Maniac Magee. It still had her bookmark and a paperclip stuck on one of the pages, a prominent crinkle in the middle, and a textured gold medal on the lower right. The paperback was worn and warm in my hands—a gift for our shared love of reading.
A decade later, when I thought about writing my own stories, a little voice in my head told me I couldn’t, but I remembered that book and the teacher who believed in me. I’ve never been a confident person; it was hard to compare my work to what I was reading. Sometimes I wanted to quit, but I remembered my joy in reading. Writing isn’t a job. It’s something I do for myself.
When I joined Girls Write Now, the world of literature opened up to me, and the confusing pieces of the writing puzzle felt attainable. I started writing stories I was proud of, and I showed them to anyone who cared because I couldn’t get enough of the feeling. A feeling I can’t wait to keep chasing.
Process
I started this by writing out long tangents of what I remembered about elementary school and Ms. Pecoraro. After that, I chose the parts that stood out the most and worked them together to create a cohesive story. It took me a while to write this and I had many different people look at it—each giving their own edits. It was a difficult process, but I like how it turned out so it was worth it.

Alexandra Cruz
Alex Cruz is a junior in high school in Brooklyn, NY. She likes to write fiction across multiple genres. She was born in Brooklyn.