I am a writer. I have known this since I was little. I've had the stories inside of me for as long as I can remember. The other thing that I have known is my inability to properly write out the stories inside of me, most coming out short or unfinished. However, it occurred to me that in order to write about something in its entirety and for it to be complete you must have feeling behind the writing, an attachment to the story. I once had a story like that but it was more for fun, something interesting to talk about with friends more than anything else and so the story was put aside, like many others, to be worked on at a later time.
I then was trying to grasp for something that i could write about in a story that had meaning to me. Something that i felt deeply enough about that it would come out well and complete and i wasn't having much luck until someone mentioned something to me recently and brought it to my attention that there is one thing that brings emotion out of me: FAMILY.
Family is something that i feel strongly about and something that if i decided to write about them would undoubtedly be a wonderful story, but there is one problem. A majority of things that i write well are depressing and a majority of my stories have some sort of death or loss of some kind. Now to put that kind of thing in a story with my family would be nearly impossible for me to write due to the fact that i would be crying a great deal of the time. I do however have a story that involves them that i can write but it is sad and it would bring me great discomfort even if i know that it is all just fiction.
I will try though. I will begin to write said story and see how far i get without breaking down into tears.
SO, here goes.
YOU ARE READING
Wonderings of a mind
Não FicçãoI want to write about humanity, what it means to be human and expression of emotion. Abstract things that not everyone constantly thinks about.
