I love to write and there is nothing in this world that I wanted than to spend my day writing short stories, poems and anything. I wanted taking photos. And I am currently working on my novels.
Why I write?
I love writing. There is no exact word that could possibly explain how I couldn’t live my life without scribbling something on a piece of paper. I always write stories intended as a novel but never have the chance to finish them (or should I say I don’t have the capacity?). It was like every minute an idea would strike me. I got a fare share of plots and fantasies that I wanted to share. I dream to be a novelist, a scriptwriter, a journalist—a writer that could express and connect herself to everyone. I even visualized how my stories would be if they would be in a motion picture. A girl can dream.
Writing becomes my escape from reality. Through writing I got the chance to express myself. Whenever I m feeling sad and in despair, I take out everything on the pages of my journal. I could write almost every hour to wander in the carefree world of fantasies. The reasons why I write would be an endless list but to wrap it up—writing helped me lot. It eases the pain in my heart as well with the fury I kept bottled inside of my heart.
There are times that being a writer made me different from other teenagers that they treated me as a weird girl in her eyeglasses. But, I am not worried about being different from them. In fact, being lonely is nothing new. I could stay alone with my notebook and pen and of course music. My passion to write is like the fire in the furnace burning. A writer’s work is his immortality.
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