hi, it's been months since I have last updated the "The Mortal" novel, and if anyone here knows me from Facebook— I'm not there anymore.
I decided to focus on writing than promoting my novel or my account, mainly because the main reason why I write is to just share my imagination and not primarily be known. It is just me realizing that the reason I write is because there are words in my mind that demands to be expressed, and to be created into a world where anyone can be anything.
Tbh, everything has got into me these past few months. The demands of college, the weight of responsibility as an officer and as a publication writer, the responsibility in the house. I want to write, badly. There are words and ideas inside that wants to come out, but there are responsibilities that I cannot ignore. And that leaves me no energy to write.
But I will try and try. Lately, I've been feeling like I was being brought back to where I begin, the smell of the backyard in the sunny noon back in 8th grade, when I am writing my first installation of my series in my old account. And that feeling lingers, like a ghost haunting me and guiding me to the path I really want to take.
There I realize, I am writing because there are ideas, and not because fame and money will follow.
This is just a short (??) update of my whereabout, for those who's wondering when will be the update. But most importantly, this is for me, a reminder that I write for the ideas to flow and for worlds to be created.
This is a reminder that I exist not to please everyone but myself. A reminder that no matter what happens, I will write; it is a part of who I am, and who I will become.
Sending loves to everyone!