I find it hugely intimidating that thousands of people all over the world are fantastic writers. When you are good at something it seems like you are the only one who excels in it. I guess though that that is something I like about writing; even if everyone is fabulous with words, everyone has that style - that "signature" in their writing that somehow, to the trained ear is different. I find that pleasing.
This is my pilot blog on blog.co.uk. I have written a series before (I say as if I am a certified author) when I was in Peru but I gave up soon after I returned. As I person, I scrutinise everything, making this very difficult for me because I keep getting distracted by wondering what people will think of me. A pathetic thing when I consider it because someone always will find me a pain in the ass, so I should go about things as I please because I cannot please everyone. Puzzling really. Because that breeds selfishnes. Oh how complicated everything is.
I am reluctant to put my name on this page because of the impending fear that someone I know will read it and deem me loser-esque. Again, how rare.
I wish to be a journalist at some stage,but not actually a journalist. More a writer. I want to write books about thoughts and about things and about people. Things and people and thoughts that I just invent. I want to write something astounding and creative and poignant, but to try to do so just results in nothingness - or "nilness". Interesting really. As is everything when you really consider it.
I think I found it easier to write when I was younger because I didn't have the burden of self-consciousness hovering over me. I remember one time someone told me that I was really annoying, but I didn't care at all, just continued. I wish that was more atainable now. I'm sure it is. I just need to figure out how.
How very emo.
Ciao. XXOX
