Brooo….
I read a lot more than I write and have just gone through my drafts and posted content.
I’ve grown up so much but because I wrote a lot of that stuff (across platforms mind you!) I can get a glimpse into what I was on, what I was reading. It’s crazy dude.
I had no consistency (still don’t btw) but I read this stuff and remember that I was so passionate about these concepts and ideas then after sharing four or five (a lot of these topped out at TWO) I just lost my ability to keep on.
I remember being really sad because I use to have this book and I wrote and wrote this story. It was a thick book and I was actually very consistent with it too. I was in grade school and just every chance I got wrote in that book. It ended up being thrown away unfortunately.
I doubt it’d be anything good to my current concept of good writing but it’d be cool to still have around. But with the internet I have been able to push all my interests into the computer, my phone, a tablet.
I can access these sites that I naturally would find myself discovering and flowing to and to this day I have one of my oldest writing accounts and it’s so cool how that works! It’s kind of embarrassing to look back and see it (“oh that’s what I was thinking?”) but it’s cool how the technology we have lets us do that!
I dunno, I know not many people will see this, this is mainly for me anyway. But it’s neat to me how this worked out.
