My mother is one of my greatest inspirations. She was the one who taught me how to read and write. I learn from her everyday. Ever since the beginning of time my mother has lead the way for my writing and has helped me make it better. My mother worked at a university teaching english as a second language, and I remember when I was a lot younger that she would sometimes bring home and extra test that her students had taken, from me to take. If i got all the questions right, she would let me help her grade the tests. I think my love of writing came from my love of reading, wishing to ZAP! into another world or dimension. I’m still trying to master my style of writing and how to get it out there.
I don’t remember exactly how my love for writing first made an appearance in my life, but it has definitely made it a more colourful and magical one. Much like my love for music, writing is something I take with me wherever I go. I narrate my days almost subconsciously, thinking up ways I could change the words, make it more interesting. It can be hard for me to sit down and try to think of something to write, the juices seem to stop flowing sometimes, but other times the words jump out at me and I have to write it down as soon as I can, or it’s gone.
Writing took a much more spiritual level in my life not so long ago. I went through difficult times and discovered things about myself I didn’t already know. I woke up almost everyday not wanting to get out of bed because I was so scared of what would happen and what people would think about me. I was extremely anxious and I didn’t think anyone understood how it felt. That was one of the only times I took to, a sort of, journal writing. My mother told me everyday to right how I was feeling out of ten, and explain why I felt like this so I could further understand how my brain worked. I realised, later on, that what I wrote was much like what I liked to read. I started to dig deeper into me to find where the emotions came from and how to get them onto paper so other people understood how it felt to go through certain things.
I love reading. Books about almost everything. For me, it’s not what the books about as much as how the book was written. Authors like F. Scott Fitzgerald are people I take inspiration from because of their way with words. It fascinates me how easily he makes something merely average into something extraordinary. His use of descriptive language is absolutely magnificent. I love to read books that feel almost dreamlike, and that is what I try to produce.
My writing style is like a balloon amongst a pile of rocks. I write about things a lot of people wouldn’t understand. Sometimes it doesn’t even get written, it just floats around in my head for a couple days slowly fading away. I feel as though people would enjoy reading things I’ve written because they are very personal. I don’t really know how to write anything that everyone I meet would like, but does anybody? I just hope that one day, what i have written will get out, and people will be able to relate to it, or at least understand and appreciate what it feels like to be scared of what the day has to offer.
Thank you soo much for taking time out of your day to read this, please comment how you feel about reading and writing and let me know more about yourselves. Until next time. xxx