I’ve come far since I started writing seriously back in April this year and it has paid off well, but I’ve also, somewhere in the process, left my enthusiasm about blogging behind.
I’d started this blog more than a year ago, and by Day 4, I’d become addicted to it, because this medium provided endless possibilities and helped me to express myself in a way I couldn’t have before. Maybe that’s the thing that made me keep going with it, but when I look at it now an year later, it lacks something that defines my personality. No one who knows me would deny how unapologetically enthusiastic I am about something once I’m in love with it; however, it is missing from this blog.
Scribblings of a Storyteller is dear to my heart. When I’d started out, I’d thought I’d post fiction here, and even though I’ve written many stories since, I haven’t posted any here. This blog has been more about my life. I’ve said here things no one I know would have heard, things that I wanted others to knows – my accomplishments and my views and progress. Somehow sharing them encouraged me even more. It has also connected me to such beautiful people. I’ve had people read my work and get their lovely comments on it, and I’ve grown so much as a writer. I’m grateful for the change it has brought in me, but I think somewhere my love for it has also limited its growth.
I thought everything I write here had to be perfect, and so I restrained myself from posting several pieces that were actually well-written but now are no longer relevant to the present. My inner critic had been too conscious and ruled out that the pieces needed editing. I feared that if I published those pieces, I would somehow be embarrassing myself. I failed to realize how not listening to that stupid critic would’ve helped me, because by putting my words out into the world with nervousness and vulnerability would’ve made me stronger and more confident. Both the blog and my writing would’ve been much better had I not listened to my inner critic.
Consequently there was a lack of posts, sometimes I didn’t write for as long as a month. I want to change that. I want to be regular here. I want to make Scribblings of a Storyteller a living, breathing place, not something that is irregular and shows up once in a while. I want to let my enthusiasm and love for it show through it, without limiting my writing and my confidence in myself.
And so I’ve decided I’ll make it a point to post here at least once every week. I’ve managed to write every day for 200 days in a row; certainly I can show up here every Saturday (as I’ve planned). I want to get more varied with my posts. I’ll write about different things – things that I’m passionate about, things that reflect my enthusiasm – feminism, art, family, friends, life, reading, blogging and of course, writing. I hope I’ll discover more about myself by doing so, and somehow all through these different, varied posts, there will emerge a proper definition for Scribblings of a Storyteller. I would be able to define my blog and myself better.
Writing, as everyone knows, is an act of discovery, and I want to know about this storyteller that I’ve presumed myself to be. I want to know what she thinks of, what she likes, what are the story she hears everywhere and what are the stories she wants to tell. I what to know what is important to her, I want to know what matters to her. She might be a different me, she might be a part of me, or she might as well be me myself, just in different words and in a different form than my self. It would certainly be an interesting ride. I’m excited to see how it all turns out. I’m hopeful the result, no matter how sooner or later it comes, will undoubtedly be good, and that’s not at all bad. And the best part is, it’s going to be so much fun, because I just love writing. I’m very excited for this journey, and I hope you’ll tag along with me. Wish me luck.
Write to write. Write because you need to write. Write to settle the rage within you. Write with an internal purpose. Write about something or someone that means so much to you, that you don’t care what others think. -Nick Miller