I'm currently at my summer house reading and practising French and working on my novel, so I though I would pop in here for a little bit.
I started writing fanfiction when I was thirteen years old. A month ago I turned twenty. It's been real fun writing these past years, though some projects have definitely been tougher than others. I have unfinished projects and ideas that never rooted in serious writing, like a magic-filled circus AU or a twist on the story of Bonnie and Clyde featuring a lot of Himalayan mountains, or like Christmas and Halloween specials that I was too slow to write and that slipped into forgotten time. I can't remember the first fanfiction I wrote. It was probably It's Too Dark, a friend's idea, and I remember thoroughly struggling with it. I didn't write anything for two or three months, which was a Major Deal to me, being thirteen or fourteen at the time. I'd started writing in English when translating an ongoing project to a friend overseas. Yes, there was a lot of Google translate involved. But otherwise, I'm not sure I would have started with English. I might have stuck with Swedish.
I've met one of my greatest friends on this site, Grace (or @vans_and_boots). Six years later, we're still talking on a semi-daily basis. I was stanning one of her fanfics, and she started reading one of mine, and we were always commenting each other's work. We're still cheering each other on, but now we're both in uni and neither of us are writing fanfiction anymore. She's been to see me in Sweden and I'm hoping to go see her in Canada.
I'm in love with where I am in life. I've completed year one of five studying psychology, I've met many great people I now call friends, I live with my partner of two years, I've started making music and dabbling in poetry, I'm finally working on a project I've had in mind for five years and I'm feeling good about it. Really good.
Stay safe, keep distancing and keep reading and creating. That's it. Thank you all x