For the past 25 years of my
life, I've only written two short stories. It's not for lack of imagination
though. My head is always bursting with ideas to write about. My failure---if
you can call it that---can be more attributed to damage control. And
conscience. It always boils down to conscience. You see, I do not like writing
for the simple fact that if I begin to write, I will have to kill.
As I remember my first short story but not so long ago,
entitled Prediction. It contains a
simple dream that became a nightmare and it really happen when I saw the news
on tv.
I thought that dream will never come in reality but I was
wrong, It already happen why?
I have no idea in the first place even if they ask me even
though they won’t understand what I’m trying to say but it’s okay.
I’ve finish my first short story, I have no idea on what
will happen on my story it’s just simple. Unexpected comments positive or
negative but it didn’t break me to stop on what I am doing but still I’m
motivated because deep inside of me I know I have the passion to write even
though in the first place is I don’t have.
Then I write my second story, entitled Suplado Tips and the Kikiam Experience. It’s my first time to write
in a little bit long narrative story. That time I want to reveal my true self
why I came into writing because a lot of people love to read some other
people’s story right?
My second story consist of my past life style, a happy go
lucky guy with no direction’s in life, a guy who love to skate, rejection,
love, break-up and most of all my solution for depression. Whatever happen I’ll
keep on writing no matter what because I’m happy for what I am doing, for me
writing is my solution for everything.
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