In preparation for the release of my book, I’ll be posting a series chronicling the journey from start to finish.
From an early age, I loved reading. It was my favourite pastime: the thrill of delving into other worlds…the words on the page coming to life. Naturally, that progressed to an affinity for creative writing. Teachers would compliment my work and encourage me to write outside of school. Though I appreciated those kind words, I didn’t see myself pursuing it as a career. I believed that a writer’s livelihood depended on inspiration and creativity – gifts which I couldn’t take for granted. So, at the age of seven, the threat of writer’s block killed what may have become a career in writing.
Creativity, and the love of reading and writing, later withered away, as I grew, and futile adolescent obsessions consumed me. I wrote only when forced – dull and uninspired school assignments.
The trend continued into university, until a personal turning point changed my life forever. It also served as a catalyst for my introspective side to resurface – putting me on a path of self-expression: a state of being where I was free to let loose what I held inside.
Encouraged by a writer friend, this creative rebirth spawned poetry. I was amazed at how these expressions needed no thought. They just came to me…they flowed through me, onto the page.
It was all so easy: the words, the sentence construction, the metaphors and similes… everything…everything was just there. My feelings, thoughts, dreams, fears…it all poured out of me, cathartically. I didn’t stop to edit. I didn’t let my left-brain tendencies stifle the creative process. I just let loose whatever needed to be released.
Finding an audience
I’ve always been a very private person, so initially, this writing remained private. Timing is important though, and at this time, blogs were blossoming all over the Internet. As an introvert, and someone who much rather prefers writing as opposed to speaking, the current trend was a perfect fit. And so, my words found a public home on this blog. And as the writer inside me grew in confidence, I became more willing to share my inner self with others – whether that was through poetry or prose.
I wasn’t writing any of this for an audience, though. It was merely for myself – yet I wanted to share it with others. And I was pleasantly surprised by the positive feedback I received on this output – which, I suppose, planted the early seeds of an eventual book.
In 2016, when the blog hit the 10-year mark, I planned on compiling a “best of” – which would be an e-book collecting what I considered my most meaningful creative pieces over that period. I was (and still am) also quite fond of photography, so the book – somehow – was to be both a literary and visual journey.
And so began the process of putting together this book.
More to follow in the next part…