If you want to be something, then BE something. Ask yourself what it is you want, and find out how in the heck you get there. This applies to every lesson in life, not just being a writer.
All of those authors… The ones whose stories I got lost in have always been my heroes. They built worlds for me to walk when I grew tired of walking my own, and I slowly began to want to give that gift to someone else. I want to build them a world to walk for an afternoon where anything can happen.
Everything changed when I learned writing was a craft. It’s like candle making, farming, gardening. You must learn it. One does not simply wake up a writer. It’s not about desire, but will.
So I took a class online. I made time to meet other hopefuls, some of whom are now my hope. And you know what? It’s become like breathing to me. I must do it. It’s part of who I became on the day I woke up and said, “I’m a writer.” I tell myself stories.
There’s a book in everyone, well, nearly everyone. I suppose there are poems and paintings in others, but none of these things are easily done and instantly accomplished. If you want it, work for it. Research it. Fight for it. No excuses.