Everyone has a talent. It might not be apparent at first, but it’s there. I didn’t think I had one until my thirties, and even then feeling was fleeting until I signed my debut novel, The Garnet Dagger with Crimson Romance.
There are many things I can’t do, don’t like to do, or wish I could do.
I wish I could whip up stuff like they do on all those cooking shows. But I can’t. I have to have a recipe and if I’m missing an ingredient it all goes in the trash. I love watching Master Chef, but I would never be able to do something without a recipe much less something I’ve never cooked before. Like did you know some things can’t be during certain weather? Try making divinity candy when it’s raining outside – you’ll come up with a gooey mess like I did.
I don’t like cleaning. I love a clean house, but I hate having to be the one to do it. And when I clean I’m sure an expert could come behind me and make it better.
I can’t sew. I can’t cut straight or sew straight. Patterns give me paper cuts and the finished product never looks remotely like the pictures—much less be wearable.
I used to play the flute in school, but I can’t now, and when I could play I was average.
I did average in school, except I excelled in Algebra—but where can I get a job doing it?
I tried cosmetology in high school, but that goes along with not being able to cut straight and being terrible at geometry.
I would love to paint or draw, but alas, that talent passed me by as well.
So what was I good at?
Imagination. Story-telling. I always thought up characters and stories. Whenever a writing assignment came up, I was glad. I didn’t have a problem making-up stuff and always got high marks on my papers.
Yet still, I didn’t think of writing as a talent, it just came easy to me—or at least the plots did.
I wrote poetry when I was fourteen until my late twenties, but didn’t really think anything would come of them. Then I started writing down stories that had plagued my mind since I could no longer act them out with the neighborhood kids.
It started as a hobby. Just something to pass the time that I thought was cool. I only thought family and close friends would read my stories.
Then I wrote The Garnet Dagger trilogy. I wanted others to enjoy the story as much as I did. I sent it off a few times in several years, not really expecting anything, yet holding my breath for each response.
In December 2012, Crimson Romance loved my story and now I am a published author.
I might not be good at a great many things, but I think I have enough of writing and story-telling to qualify as a talent.
What is your talent? Have you ever thought of it as a talent before? Celebrate it! No matter how small or seemingly unimportant you think it is—someone somewhere would be glad to have your ability.