How about... something real, something more than some cliche about why someone becomes a writer/author?
When I was very young, about 8, I wrote my first book I called "The Bird of Time", it was a sci-fi story that supposed that time on each planet was dependent on a male and female bird of time existing there. The female bird died and the male went on a space trek looking for a mate to fix a now frozen in time Earth.
The book was 87 pages of 1 looooong paragraph. Hey, I was 8, but it was...