2017 saved my writing.
Before this year, I lost sight of it all. I day dreamed about it sometimes, but then, university, work, people, they all took me away from my writing, and in the end, I think I suffered because of that, especially towards the middle of last year.
It wasn’t so noticeable at first, not really, not in the first few years of universit. I did it every now and then, and that was okay for me.
It probably didn’t help that I kept it a secret from everyone though. I was embarrassed about it, mostly because I thought it would never amount to anything, that I wasn’t ever going to be good enough, that everything I read was so much better, so much flowier, so much more descriptive, so much more detailed than mine.
I didn’t stop it completely, I wrote here and there, on weekends when house mates were at home or stuck in their bedrooms, but it was never the same, and I was always on the edge of one of them walking through the door, seeing all the papers and asking me what I was doing.
Now, these people, their my best friends, and I couldn’t tell them what I did because I thought I would look stupid.
They know now, sort of, but it’s not exactly something we talk about.
Obviously, I didn’t give up ‘writing’ completely. I still had to write essays and assignments, and stuff like that, but I didn’t delve in to my own worlds as much as I needed.
It was just fact after fact, and research after research, and if I’m honest, it probably made me better at researching stuff, you know, for all those weird things in our search history – so thats a bonus!
But, let’s fast forward to this year, now. This year, it did something amazing for me.
It brought me back to my writing and to my stories. I don’t know how it started, or how it kept going on, but it did.
And, I think, this blog, as well as the writing and bookish community on instagram helped do that for me.
It helped me to take huge steps in my writing journey, maybe a bit prematurely, but it did.
I didn’t think I would ever have the balls to actually do it, but I now have three rejection letters because of it, and even though, their not necessarily something you or I want, it’s proof that I had the courage to send my manuscript to some agents, and that’s enough for me!
Also, this year, I finally managed to write the ‘Diary of a Child Zombie Killer’. It’s been on the back burner for a while and it needed it’s time to shine. Bless you NANOWRIMO, I never would have done it without you!
I also, finally, figured out where A Tale From Aramoor is going! It still needs work, it’s a big world, with a lot of characters and it needs time, but, it will get done. It will get beta ready, I promise!
This blog too, its made me think about things I hadn’t thought about before; it’s inspired things I never thought it could inspire, and, for the most part, I’ve posted at least once a week for the past tenish months.
This year, it’s been hard, other things have happened that have almost pushed me over the edge, but writing, even though it was hard sometimes, its been my staple. It’s made me proud of myself, its made me think that whether my writing is rubbish or not, I can’t wait to see my book on a shelf one day!
This year, despite all the bad, I found myself again. I made some amazing writerly friends, I’ve joined some amazing communities, and I can’t thank you enough for all being here, following on this crazy journey of mine.
Come to think of it, I think it was the people I met this year that helped me through it. So, thank you.
And, until next time,
Just Keep Writing,