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My ‘Love for Writing’ Journey: Part One.

Prince Charming saves the princess from an evil witch. That was the first real short story I remember writing. I was seven.

My mother has always encouraged my creative expression through dance, music and writing. Growing up, I expressed myself best through my writing of poetry, fictional short stories, journalling, lyrics and much more.

I have always had a vivid imagination, which would lead me to write anything that popped into my mind. From the beginning when I could first read, I also wrote. I wrote everything: poems about how blue the sky was or how I felt about playing music, and short stories about princesses, detectives or plain ordinary girls with problems just like myself. I started to take writing seriously when I was in seventh grade. I spent numerous hours creating plots; characters; twists and turns; and constantly changing the climax of each story.

Once I reached high school, I realized I could make a career out of my passion.

When I was 14, I stumbled upon two websites that were specifically made for aspiring creative writers. They included poems, lyrics, stories, etc. Quizilla was one, but no longer exists after TeenNick bought it, and Mibba was the second, which rightfully is still alive.

Based on the positive feedback from readers and other amateur writers like myself, I started taking writing more seriously. I love to write fictional romance, fantasy and free-style poetry.

Sophomore year in high school was when I started writing poetry constantly. I’d write poetry anywhere and everywhere: on my homework, my class notes and sometimes even my hand. I love writing poetry because it’s just an easy way to express how I feel. Before poetry entered my life, I used to have such trouble describing how I felt fully to anyone. After poetry, my stress was gone, I could think clearly and relax.

I love reading and writing poetry. I like to read the amateur poetry from poets around my age, with the same burning passion to write and some with the same problems. Those strangers, through the computer of many online writing sites, inspired me to be the amateur poet I am today. I don’t plan on making a career out of my poetry, I just like it as it is now, a hobby. When I was 16, I created this blog as a way to share my expression. I found other inspiring bloggers that shared my passion for all kinds of writing.

As high school graduation grew near, I knew I wanted to write fiction for a living … or at least that’s what I thought.

After graduation, I entered The State University of New York College at Plattsburgh. I started my freshman year as a declared English writing arts major, with the aspirations of becoming a fictional novelist.

Looking back now, I was young, optimistic and naive.


Move along my journey to the second part here. Haven’t read the introduction? Be a part of my journey here.

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My ‘Love for Writing’ Journey: Intro.

As some of you  may know, I have written poetry and short stories since I knew the alphabet. However, since becoming a professional, I have also had my fair share of objective article writing.

I am writing a 3-part series about my writing experience starting young, then heading to college, to where I am now: one semester away from the “real world.”

Please keep in mind, this is for my Public Relations Writing class where I won’t have as much freedom in my writing style as you and I are used to.

I hope you enjoy reading my journey as much as I have living and learning through it.

It is not over yet. It has just begun…


Be a part of my journey:

Part One.

Part Two.

Part Three. – Coming Soon…

I Remember

Duncan and I at 12 years old.
Duncan, 8, and I, 12, the day we put him down.

I remember waking up

but not what time.

I remember my father crying

but not knowing why.

I remember the drive to say goodbye

but not where we were headed.

I remember seeing him in pain,

but not being able to help.

I remember my parents talking to a doctor

but not about what.

I remember holding his paw

as he slowly drifted away.

Continue reading I Remember

Giving Into Pleasure

This piece of fiction I wrote for my final in my Intro. to Writing Fiction course. I hope you all enjoy. Just a warning, there is some explicit and sexual content involved. Jennifer Gioia (c) 2012 Continue reading Giving Into Pleasure

Things That Comfort Me & Other Things

  1. Chocolate
  2. Chocolate ice cream
  3. Ben & Jerry’s Half Baked
  4. Chocolate covered strawberries
  5. Strawberries
  6. Raw cookie dough
  7. Brownies
  8. Starbucks iced carmel latte with whipped cream
  9. Mashed potatoes
  10. Cozy blankets
  11. My teddy bear, DJ
  12. A crackling fire (either in a fireplace or a fire pit)
  13. A good romantic film/novel that makes you cry (everyone needs a good cry here and there)
  14. A good laughing fest
  15. Hugs
  16. Cuddling
  17. Kisses
  18. Laying in Your arms
  19. Floating in the sea
  20. Making shapes of the clouds
  21. Watching the night sky
  22. Gazing at the moon (especially when its full)
  23. Somber music
  24. The smell of old books
  25. The feeling of sand snaking it’s way through your toes
  26. Freshly cut grass
  27. Laying in the sun on a breezy day
  28. Daisies
  29. Finishing reading/writing a story

As you can tell, a lot of the things that comfort me are nature and food. But what do you expect? They both can be quite beautiful. The reason why I made this list was for the benefit of myself and the people I know. However, writing this did comfort me, so that should be number 30. I guess making lists comfort me because I feel organized and not overwhelmed, which induces relaxation. Now I’m just rambling on crap.

Just a heads up: I doubt I will posting as much as I have in the past because I just started my fall semester of my sophomore year. Exciting! The two classes I’m most excited about is English 209 (Intro to Writing Fiction) and Journalism 110 (Intro to Journalism). So I’ve definitely thought about my career choice and becoming an editor or publisher seems more logical than a professional author. But that doesn’t mean I’m giving up my dream. I just probably won’t publish my first novel until I am a mother. But to be honest, I’m alright with that, because do you know hard it is to publish a novel? Just having one novel will be a big enough accomplishment on it’s own. So whoopdeedoo for future me.

Hope you all have enjoyed you summer. It’s almost September. Which means that it’s almost my 19th birthday! (: YAY! I hope the sun comes shining through the dreary clouds that surround my campus…