This will be a semi-short post. I am really trying to be consistent here. I am going to give this another try. It seems like I come back every even number of years. I really want to hone in on my writing skills again. I feel that I’ve lost a lot of my writing skills over the years. I actually was a better writer in middle school when it came to creative writing and I miss that.
All the years of writing persuasive, expository, and informative essays have drained me of my creativity. I am too concise and straight to the point in my writing. I remember when I used to write in such detail describing every last detail down to the drop of water on a vibrant green leaf. You could imagine the scenes in my writing. My teachers used to think that I would write my own book one day. It’s kind of sad.
It’s not too late to work on my skill but still sad how school stops focusing on creativity after you leave a certain age. I envy my younger writing skills. Isn’t that a little odd? Sure, I can spell and understand more words but, I don’t use them to their full potential as I would have at the mere age of twelve. I can recognize parallels in a novel, alliteration, foreshadowing, metaphors, imagery and, other literary devices but, I have trouble creating them myself in the organic way that I used to in the past.
It is always a feeling of loss when you loss skills or interest in activities you did not mean to let go. It’s like my once expansive world just shrunk to the size of a ping-pong ball and now I don’t know what to do with my time but, reminisce in what my world once was. I cannot believe that I am becoming one of those boring adults that we once watched on TV that didn’t believe in magic. I remember as a child, that idea was the most atrocious thing to me. I never wanted to become that adult but, here I am now, halfway there. How exhausting!
How can I end this on a more positive note? I don’t like to end things on a negative note. On the bright side, I am not too far gone with my writing skills. I just need more practice. You know what the saying is, practice makes perfect! Well not perfect but, maybe close to it. Sometimes, perfect is too… boring and stressful especially for a closet perfectionist like me. But, that is another story for another day. Maybe I’ll call that perfectionist hiding under an indifferent façade?
Anyways, enough with my rambling! I look forward to exploring my creative side that has been locked away for so long! That includes my curiosity for all art things that I used to enjoy before I lost interest in them in my long bout of sadness during highschool: drawing, dancing and, writing. Hopefully I can share my writing and journey with you all.