Sooo... I've been writing. Like, actually productively writing. Anyone reading this is probably like, "Okay, and?" HAHA
Well, it's been such an uphill battle as I've been attempting to construct a more full-length piece. The last time I had worked on something that took this much planning and dedication, I unfortunately lost every piece of it due to my life being suddenly uprooted. The loss of all that hard work really scarred my motivation and inspiration. And that impact has lasted for nearly ten years.
When I first discovered this platform, I was amazed to see so many talented writers and their stories, whether it be fanfiction or originals. The well-rounded plots and beautiful imagery in their pieces stirred up a sort of longing within me, but I could only see myself as the reader and never the author. There were a few times where I did try writing something, got a couple of chapters in and ended up just deleting the entire thing. The frustration kept me from trying again for a while.
But today I finished writing a scene that I've been dreaming of for the last two years. This story has quite literally haunted my thoughts and mocked me all this time. One day I just started writing and somehow, I was able to keep it going without feeling the urge to destroy it.
Honestly, it's still hard. A lot of difficult life events have taken place over the past year alone, slowing me down even when my pace felt like it couldn't be any slower. I still have a long way to go, as I've only completed about a third of what I have planned for this piece. But I'm feeling so proud of myself for even that small achievement.
I really can't wait to finish it up and share my work with anyone willing to give it a read. Hopefully soon. ♡