I want to write, but I barely have the brain function at the moment to put one foot in front of the other. I do love to share though, it’s the curse of the blogger bug. So I’m sharing with you 10 things about my writing journey.
- When I was in primary school I wrote a poem for a poetry competition. It was the most morbid poem about a swan getting shot by a hunter. It got picked to be published in a book.
- The first ‘book’ I wrote was in year 10 and it was 30 pages long.
- For an English assignment in year 11 we had to write an autobiographical piece about a major event in our life. I wrote about harming myself while in inpatient care. I got a B and raked over the coals by the Principal and Head of Department because they were worried what teachers who were doing the review process would think of the school.
- I had a livejournal when I was a teenager. Every now and then I go and have a look at it..I cringe every single time.
- At one stage I had two journals going at once. I had my normal journal and I had a random journal which I used felt pens in. I still have it, it was my favourite journal to write in.
- I started this blog (originally on blogger) in 2011. My first post mused about how I would probably give it up after a couple of months because I was bored. I hadn’t counted on the great community that is the blogging world, and how much I missed writing.
- I tried sitting at a desk to write..I hate it. I much prefer to sit on the couch, in front of the television while alternating between writing and checking social media.
- Very rarely do I have posts in my drafts…I just get too excited to share it and so if I do wait then it’s just the next day!
- I do however have pages full of notes in my phone for when a post idea strikes me. I have a perfect sentence written..pity I can remember where the hell I was going with it!
- To me, writing is like breathing. I went for a time without writing because the medication I was on fogged my brain too much. It felt like torture. The words were just stuck inside my head, with no where to go. I hope that I never get to that point again.
What hobby do you have that feels like a natural extension of yourself?
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