It’s been 11 months since I started my writing journey.
11 months of forcing myself to look more, to feel more, to explore more, to create more, to explain more, to analyze more, to rhyme more, to enjoy more, to write more, to appreciate more.
Those were the goals I had in mind when I opened my laptop one day and decided on the direction I wanted to steer my creative passion, but I wasn’t fully aware of them then.
I had other hobbies. Hobbies that were geared more towards the visual.
When I was growing up, drawing and painting was my forte. My parents were always supportive and constantly bought me art supplies. I had a 120-colored-pencils case, 4-5 different water color palettes, hundreds and hundreds of colored markers, you name it. As the years went by and I got older, I realized I’m nothing special at it.
After the ‘painter’ phase came the photography phase. Again, supportive parents who bought me a camera and I practised it for more than 10 years. I still do. I had some “clients” i.e. high school kids who never took one look at me, but were my best friends for the duration of a photo session. I realized that street photography was the way I wanted to go, but I need an upgrade and now is not the time for a new camera. Not in this economy.
As John Cleese said in Monty Python, “And now for something completely different”.
Writing would be my next train out of a creative slump.
How hard can it be to write? How hard can it be to entertain an audience with words? How hard can it be to make them come back and read something else?
I just recently figured out the weight of those things.
I had some pieces written many years ago on Facebook (!!), a platform that had that option in those days. I even showed them to my husband who’s a Literary graduate and had his dissertation on the poetry of John Donne, so his compliment on my work was not taken lightly.
It started out as a hobby, continues to be so, but is also something that I want to keep growing. It’s not a growth aimed at racking up the numbers. But more numbers mean more people that might find comfort and appreciation in words sometimes scribbled and sometimes meticulously organized, but always with the same idea in mind.
After a couple of days I got an answer on what needs to be done - I want to create a community where the topics are quiet appreciations of the mundane, gentle observations of the things we lack in noticing, and brief experiences meant to be remembered.
It is a new chapter in my writing.
New ideas keep simmering in my brain, new series of recurring topics that will gradually be revealed. I am announcing this shift one month before my one year writing anniversary. And on the date of the anniversary, ‘Quiet Keeps’ will be completely manifested.
Thank you to all my readers who take the time out of their day to read some words that I decided work nicely together. Hope you like the new things I have in store.
Things will be felt, not just read.
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