#dailymusing

Writing 

2024/12/04 [Day 2]

Stories have fascinated me since I was young, but writing was something that I hated, probably because of the reason why I was asked to write. School essays suck. 

And yet, I’ve always loved stories. Listening to those children audio books at night and reading fantasy in the morning when I was a kid is really quite nostalgic now that I think about it. I don’t think I really understood at that point that the words I was being forced to write could become something akin to the words in storybooks. 

I only started to like writing when I was 10, and my English teacher gave everyone in class a cute little notebook and would give us a topic and 5 minutes at the start of each English lesson to write about that topic. Anything at all. 

That was the first time that I felt that words could be mine. 

It’s a feeling I think I’ve since tried to cling onto. I journaled for a bit between 14-16, and it was during the pandemic that I really started writing stories a bit more, but... it still feels like I have a lot of things to say. A lot of things that I still don't know how to say.  

Goals

2024/12/03 [Day 1]

There comes a time every year where I sit down at my desk and have the itch to write something. This particular time more often than not tends to come at a a time where I should in fact not be writing and be doing something else instead (exam), and then when I actually have time to write… I don’t. 

Incredibly baffling, I know, but this is basically a yearly occurrence at this point. 

Which is why I’m setting a goal today. For tomorrow and perhaps at least a month? There’s so many things to do in this life, like gaming, reading, writing, drawing… or maybe I just have too many hobbies. I have no expectations right now, but it would be cute to have something to look back upon. 

So! The goal – one short musing / prose / story like this, and one picture (of Kirby, he? her? it? Is easy-ish to draw.) everyday to… build habit I guess? 

Life is, after all, a dance of the heart.

Let's not fear what has yet to unfold, Nor shy away from the bold truths.

We come into this world with nothing in hand, So why be afraid to take a new stand?

Allow everything to simply take flight, And happiness will find us, shining bright