About four years ago, Lily sat beside me in the band room. She had her tablet in her hand. “So, I’ve been looking up how to be a successful writer,” she said in a soft voice.
Of course, I knew, as everyone else did in our school, that she wasn’t a writer. I was.
“I read online that having a writer’s platform helps,” she continued. “A writer’s platform is like how well your name is known. No one buys a book from an unknown person.”
“Yeah.” I nodded along. “I heard about that before.”
“There are a lot of different ways to get your name out there. But I saw that the best way to develop a writer’s platform is a blog. So… Here.” She turned her tablet around.
I leaned towards the screen to see the small words better. It read something like:
“I saw that getting your name out there as a writer is one of the most beneficial things to selling books. My best friend is a writer, so I’m dedicating this blog to her. She’s an amazing writer and I think the world needs to know her name.”
A smile brightened across my face. I read it twice just to make sure I read it right.
“It’s on Blogger,” Lily explained. “You can go by any name you want, but it’s a good way to get out there. You can write whatever you want too. It’s yours.”
Of course, that website she gave me is long gone by now. It didn’t take off as well since I didn’t promote it much. Trial and error, right? But I’ve found a website that works for me now. My platform’s getting bigger.
But that was one of the kindest acts someone had ever done for me. Lily was the only person at my school at the time who acted like writing could get me far in life. She never had a doubt.
Her faith in me was a leap towards my writing career. My writer’s platform helped me climb higher too.