Yeah, this is one of those posts that people do. I dropped writing for the blog for a while. Honestly, one of the reasons why was because I didn't know what to write. I didn't know whether what I was going to write was making sense for me anymore or not. I didn't know whether it representing what I wanted this place to be like or not.
And then, today, it struck me, whatever I write on this page is basically either a story about me, or what I am feeling, so why the heck not?
It is the New Years, so why don't I take the opportunity to make just one adjustment to my countless resolutions that I often don't follow through. Write. More. This. Year.
Writing has always been a part of me. Every time I feel something. Every time I learn about a new character. I just feel like I must write. But sometimes, I have long spells of staring at the screen and not knowing what to write. Maybe, next week I won't write anything. Maybe, I'd have a ton of ideas to quickly work on and post them. There's no set stream from now on, at least for the foreseeable future.
If I've learnt anything in 2020, it is that I have my own pace.
So this week's going to be about why I write.
The earliest example of me wanting to write was when I was reading Harry Potter as a 12 year old. I was inspired by J. K. Rowling. As an Asian kid, who knows growing up, we had to look out for where the money comes from, my mind was blown to hear that she became the richest woman in the world, just by writing. And that happened after I read the first four books. I was writing short adventure stories, pretty similar to Famous Fives and Secret Sevens. My characters were kids solving mysteries, entering magical worlds, fighting secret evil organizations. Oh I don't know what else I wrote.
I soon developed a character farm. It's a place in my mind where all the characters that I want to work on are born. Unfortunately, there's many of them I have only created with basic ideas of who they are, but never worked on creating their worlds. It's crazy, as an early teen, all I thought about were these characters. Made up people on a piece of paper, having adventures that I can never have. All magical, all fun.
This year, I want to go back to that excitement. I want to write again. I want to feel like that teenager again, and I want to relive those worlds again. This isn't some kind of a refusal to grow up thing. It really isn't. It's more like a responsibility that I have to 15 year old Vicky.
Sometimes, I think. I think about what it is like if I had 15 year old Vicky standing right in front of me. Would she be proud of me? Would she be scared to see this is what life is now? Would she be happy that I became who we wanted to be by this time?
When people talk all about that "no regret" life, I think about this. And this is why 2021, is the year I write. Hopefully, I will be posting more this year. Let's see what happens.
Happy New Year to you all! May things go well for you!