The first day of term/semester is always smooth, because after a long rest, I have finally saved up enough motivation to do what I’m supposed to do (i.e. apply myself to my studies) for at least three days. Afterwards, who knows. Then again, this morning, I stuck to my ‘rise early for writing’ regime, andContinue reading “Smoothly? Perhaps…if I’m lucky”
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My Life
I got up at six today to finish my chapter of fanfic for the week. Writer’s block is really getting to me. I think I did all right considering I wasn’t feeling my best. Right now, I want to go straight back to sleep, but that seems a bit weird, considering it’s well into theContinue reading “My Life”
On the Block
My family looks at me blankly whenever I say I’m in a bad mood because of writer’s block. They don’t see why not being able to write or create should put anyone in a bad mood. When I told my mum, she just simply said ‘it’ll be fine tomorrow’, and sometimes it will be, butContinue reading “On the Block”
The Plunge into Reality
I have four more days of holiday, and now I realize that I have exams in a month and a half. There’s nothing like this sort of shock to put a dampener on all creative spirit. I know there’s a lot to get on with; I have things to revise and stories to write, and yetContinue reading “The Plunge into Reality”
On Boredom and Magpies.
I have just realized that I never keep promises to myself. I promised that I would write everyday for the past three weeks. I promised I would get up early in the morning to write. That all went to pot. In life, there are so many distractions which can take one’s attention off creativity. IContinue reading “On Boredom and Magpies.”
Doing what you want because you want it.
As a student of history, I often get asked about why I decided to take a subject which seems to have very little to do with ‘practical real life’. Perhaps it is my nationality, but almost every person looks at me strangely when I tell them that I do history because I like it, simpleContinue reading “Doing what you want because you want it.”
Why do I write?
Every writer has to start somewhere. For me, the process began when I first started learning English, at the age of five. Now you might this is odd, but for me, it’s really the most logical beginning. You see, when I was young, I wasn’t exactly one who appreciated the written language, preferring TV, asContinue reading “Why do I write?”
