If you've been with me from the beginning then you'd know that it has been a good long while since my last post. By a while I really mean SIX YEARS AGO! I cannot believe it has been that long but at the same time, knowing me, it sounds completely plausible.
If I know anything about myself it's that I am very good at picking up new hobbies. The problem is I am also very bad at keeping them. Over the years, I've tried so many things to spend my time, effort, and money on. While I did enjoy them at the time, none of it ever seemed to stick. I would get bored and the stuff would be stuck on a shelf at home gathering dust over the years.
Calligraphy? I did it... my pens and inks have all since dried out.
Watercolor painting? I did it... even put my art on valentine's day cards and sold them.
Creative writing? I did it... even started a novel, the evidence of which is even buried somewhere in this blog.
Bead jewelry making? I did it... gave out mask lanyards for Christmas one year.
Plant tita-ing? I'm still kind of doing it but it's a hit-or-miss.
Playing TS4? Oh, I still do it... intensively and all at once only to not open the game for months at a time.
Reading is still my number one hobby and something that I still do on the regular. For a time, I tried to make something out of it with my book blog but even that faded out after a while, too (of course, I still dream of reviving that book blog. But while I do enjoy reading, the reviewing kind of started to feel like work at that time so that it eventually petered out 😬).
But, I digress. What brings me to this neck of my woods, you might ask? Well, simply, I do want to continue writing. I have so much love for the written word. Over the past few years, everything I have ever written has been for work or school. I missed writing for the sake of writing, of expression. I missed writing for the simple pleasure of seeing my most naked thoughts on paper. I missed writing for myself.
This is my attempt to reacquaint myself with that part of my personality: Gee the Writer.
There's this teeny tiny voice of doubt at the back of my head that wonders if I will ever find it as natural as I did before. Today, I'm shoving it in a box and taping it shut. I realized that for this blog, I am my own audience, first and foremost. Who cares if my posts are full of run-on sentences? Who cares if it sounds stilted? Unlike my book blog which I wrote for other people's benefit, I am now writing for me and I am determined to enjoy the process.
I guess that's what I am rediscovering about my love for writing－that writing is just as much the journey as the final piece you arrive at. So, I guess this is me picking up my trail and getting back on that journey... one blog post at a time.
See you on the next one!
(Note to self: come up with a catchier sign off.)