Inspiration from an Unexpected Source

Many people, including my parents, often openly wonder why I am interested in science. Both of my parents are involved in advertising as art directors, so they’re very creative people. Even my younger brother is planning on continuing that creative legacy through some form of film production. I’ve been the odd one out in my family since middle school, when I started to revel in my science and math classes while my friends began dismissing them. More recently, I’m now majoring in Organismal Biology and happily on my way to becoming a genetic counselor, helping and providing resources to patients daily. None of us really knew where this scientific excitement came from, but after pondering over the years, we think we have an answer.

possible trigger warning: intense medical conditions and descriptions

You wouldn’t know it by looking at me, but I was born with a neurological defect known as Chiari Malformation, in which the back of the brain (or cerebellum) improperly descends on top on the spinal cord. This causes large pockets of spinal fluid to form around the brain, leading to motor and muscle damage. My condition was discovered when I was about nine and I was immediately treated in order to halt progression of the fluid. In October 2005, I underwent decompression surgery to open up the back of my skull and allow the brain to retreat away from the spinal cord. The operation was a complete success and my pockets of fluid cleared up very quickly. However, soon after my procedure, the secondary effects of nine years of stress on my internal systems became clear. The constant pressure placed on my spinal cord impacted the proper growth of many crucial muscles. As I got older, all of the muscles on the left side of my body, head to toe, became underdeveloped in comparison with my right side. While not only inconvenient and occasionally disorienting, my muscles could not adequately support my spinal cord. So I had two spinal fusion surgeries for rather extreme scoliosis during middle school and high school, both of which have been relatively successful.

Alright, let’s take a deep breath… Okay, you back? Great. It seems to me that the exhilaration I feel when it comes to science and medicine stems from these personal experiences as a patient. It would have been acceptable, even normal, to fear hospitals and doctors offices after everything I’ve been through, to cringe and tear up at the mention injury or surgery. Instead, understand the way in which the human body functions, and how it interacts with the surrounding world, inspire and drive me everyday. I chose to see medicine and the clinical sphere in a positive and miraculous light and have accepted them as an inevitable part of my life, whether I would have wanted it to be or not. Because of that, I couldn’t be happier with the life I’m living. It is vitally important to try to acknowledge the good in the world.  While some people can’t avoid the negatives, if you are privileged enough to be able to see the silver lining, please embrace it . Because it might lead you somewhere awesome.

Writing a Novel… well, Trying…

Monday, Nov. 1—exactly a week ago at the time of writing—I sat down with my laptop, a vague idea and outline for a novel, and began to type.

I wasn’t alone in doing so.

If you haven’t heard of it before, November is National Novel Writing Month. Started in 1999 with a small group of friends, the program has expanded into, well, a national event and organization, and has inspired thousands of people across the country, who in turn host workshops, events, and share their experiences on the NaNoWriMo website. The basic requirements are pretty simple: 50,000 words of one novel, all written in the month of November—you can’t start before Nov. 1, and you can’t still be working on it after midnight on Nov. 30.

I first heard of NaNoWriMo last year, when a fellow Scrippsie asked me if I was doing it. (I must just give off that writer vibe, or something. It was a little random.) I wasn’t, but I did make a mental note to try again this year. Over the summer, I even signed up and made an account on the official website, where you can do such things like upload your text, explain the plot of your novel, and chat with other writers.

It sounds simple—sure, 50,000 words is intimidating, but it’s only 1,667 words a day, which is about three pages single-space which is a chunk of writing, but also really not that hard… right?

Of course, after about two days, I found it a little hard to continue. I think I have near 4,000 words right now, which is a shame because I have found myself having the urge to write often, but needing to do homework or go to work instead. This is something I’ve experienced often; once I start myself practicing creative writing, I really enjoy it and want to continue…but then my other responsibilities get in the way. I’m still hoping to get close to the 50,000 words, even though I’m sorely off-track.

Even if I don’t complete NaNoWriMo this year, it has already served as inspiration and motivation to write more than I usually do (even if it’s only 4,000 words more), and has pushed me to think creatively past short stories to something more challenging. I’ve never even come close to writing 50,000 words before in my life, but if I want to be a writer… well, I’ll probably have to some day.

Writing this much, and finding the motivation to do so amid a (very) busy college schedule involving classes, a part time job, an internship, writing for two publications, and being editor of a campus magazine, is something I need to learn to do more on my own. This ties into the theme of many of my posts this semester, that have to do with me looking towards my future and figuring out what could help me get to where I want to—even if it’s something little that I can’t necessarily put in a resume. A knowledge of book critics, their work, and the overall contemporary fiction is necessary for book reviewing; being familiar with the publishing world will probably help me in publishing;… along those lines, writing a lot, even if it’s just rough words on paper, and making the time to do so is necessary for being a writer. Although my personal aspirations are quite specific, I hope that other students reading these posts—no matter what field they want to go into—will be inspired to look towards what goals they have and figure out the small changes they can do to help give them succeed, and succeed well.

P.S. Wish me luck!