Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Writing

I've always had passion for writing, whether it's about my daily life, everything I've been through and even stories that I create in my head.

To be honest, I once had a thought that I want to be an author. You know, like J.K Rowling kind of author lol. I had planned what kind of fantasy story I would write and which publisher I should send my work to... but then I thought the competition would be too tough and I wouldn't survive with my below average skills. How did I find out that my writing is subpar?

As I have said before, I seriously considered to create my own stories and make a name for myself as a professional author. To achieve that, I made so much researches, such as reading a whole lot works from other writers. There were a lot of genres and I mostly read short stories about romance because those are always around. I by no means have any rights to put down the quality of someone's fruit of an effort, but there were a lot of works that made me go 'huh?' because of poorly written dialogues, wrong grammars and unimaginable plot twists.

Those works made my ego reach a whole new level of peak and I thought I could do better than them. I thought I was better than them because I write (yeah, I don't think I speak the language well) English quite well. I tried to write; and I always came into one conclusion after I start writing, I can't finish it.

I would always start writing with fresh new ideas; I would write them in high spirits but then I would meet that famous writer's block halfway and in the end I lost my initial spirit so I stopped writing it until the end.

Because of that. I appreciate those who can write until the end. Even if they can't write with the right grammars, at least they are consistent and eager enough to finish what they started.

So I let that dream of me being a professional and renowned author go, because I don't have the ability of being consistent. I get bored easily so I definitely am not able to strive as an author like J.K Rowling. In the end I think that was such a silly and unreachable dream.

But there is always this nagging feeling in my heart, ideas and concepts are always overflowing in my mind, I can't help it but I really want make stories from those overflowing ideas.

I know that I still won't be able to finish it if I meet writer's block again but I want to write and I'll use this blog as a platform to write anything... so please anticipate if one day I will write a story here!

P.s I am certain that I won't be an author so rest assured, you won't be seeing my trashes in the bookstore, you will only see it here

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