The Chronicles of Writing

Time, Space, and Inspiration

Hello dearest readers and fellow writers,

I am at a place in my life where this huge wave of inspiration is pushing me to write, created from the end of high school. It's the freedom of adulthood that makes me feel like I'm flying. I know I'm going to crash, from the weight that is the university, and yet for now, I chose to ignore any future problems and focus on making as much work as I can. (Am I calling this work even if it's a hobby? Yes. That's the only way I can focus on something)

So this wave of inspiration brought me to a point where I have four works in process, and absolutely zero idea where to start from.

I have a book that needs editing, a book that needs servicing, a book that I just started writing, and one idea that needs outlining. The thing is, instead of the expected overwhelmingly paralyzing fear, I feel inspired to write.

For once, it doesn't matter what I'm writing -if it's a masterpiece, or absolutely garbage- because it's fun.

How did I come to this mental space? Oh, boy.

Well, first I took a long break where the only thing I was doing: trying to write -and failing miserably, and it was a necessary hell. Then slowly, I started going back to where writing was fun.

What I mean is instead of writing and worrying about making the plot or the line perfect, I went to one of the most fun parts of writing which was daydreaming and brainstorming. And I brainstormed the hell out of every story I had ever thought of. Believe it or not, that helped.

At first.

But then I started worrying about which story I would start. Which I would write. Which was the best. And... cue the overwhelmingly paralyzing fear.

After that, I touched no idea, in fear that it wouldn't be good. So instead, I read, and I figured out what I enjoyed reading most. I followed writers' accounts and newsletters, so videos of interviews, and slowly I felt that glimpse of the need to write coming back to life.

But I knew I couldn't do all of that again. I couldn't start only to stop again. So along with the stories I wanted to be told, came a promise to make writing fun. I put my characters in tough situations, added comedic relief, and make it as cringe as possible. Because it's fun.

At the end of the day, the only thing I can do is hope that you will enjoy reading my stories as much as I did writing them.

And in case anyone is reading this thinking, she seems like she has everything together, I would like to assure you, I, in fact, do not have everything together. But if I stop and think about the mess that is my life, I will never do anything ever again.

I'm simply able to ignore life long enough to bury myself in a sea of ideas, where I'm under the control of what's happening (unless my character tries to do something completely out of the outline). And that works, at least for me.

Hope I helped.

Chaooo