One thing I have realized lately is that… I am a writer. Through and through I am a born writer. I have written novels, essays, poems, journal articles, blog posts, and so forth. I have realized that it is when I have stopped writing that I feel something is completely off with me… something in me is missing.
I was encouraged to start writing when I was eight years old. At that time, it was so natural for me and I couldn’t get enough of it. It seems that nothing has changed. I can’t get enough of writing. I want to express to you what I feel and how I see it… In my own eyes.
The power of words is wonderfully unique. They say, “a picture is worth a thousand words”, which is only true to a certain extent. I see a picture of tears and I wonder… Is it tears of grief because the person just lost a loved one? Tears of joy because a baby has just been born? Tears of sadness because of a lover they can’t have? A picture can’t possibly answer these questions because it is left to the viewers interpretation.
Writings, however, are meant to capture those moments and express them to a viewer as if they were there. A good writer can do this. A great writer will leave you with memories as if you had been there. You had been with the main character… felt the pain… lived the tale… still have the memory…
It is when I am not writing that I feel like something is missing. I don’t feel as if my writings will ever be complete, but I have found that the desire to write will always be there… and I fear that if I lose that desire it will be when I have lost the desire of everything, completely.
I can only hope that one day I will be that amazing writer that I have always dreamt to be…