I used to play soccer for a little while a couple of times a week. I was maybe eleven or twelve. When I was twelve I went to Street Dance classes for a few months. These two were hobbies that I liked and hoped to have continued, but unfortunately they were very expensive and I didn't have the chance to keep practicing them for much longer.
Ever since I was a little kid I loved to draw. Over time I became very good at it. I never wanted to turn it into something I would get paid for - a job - even though I was encouraged to do so, but oh how I loved it. I've been told I inherited my artistic abilities from my grandmother, who died when I was three. It's a shame I didn't get to know her, I have a feeling she and I would have been close.
As I grew older, drawing became only one of my hobbies. Sadly, nowadays I don't really draw anymore. I think it's been over a year since I last did. I have been thinking about it lately, and might start again. I will show you the results if I ever get back to it :)
If you've been reading my scribblings for a while, you know that I started writing as a hobby when I was ten years old. I don't think I've ever told how it all started, though.
One day my friend at school showed me a one-page horror story she had written the previous night. I thought it was the most awesome thing ever, so that night I wrote my own horror story and I brought it to school the next day for my friend to see. This went on for a while; we would write these one-page stories for each other to read and eventually we started writing longer stories, some together and some alone. It was my favorite thing to do, and every time when we had to write something in school, essays or stories or whatever, I remember being very excited. Suddenly I had this thing in my life that I could do whenever I wanted, much like drawing, something that was free and allowed me to develop my imagination and see where it would lead me.
Well... almost 15 years later, here I am, blogging. This, sitting on my couch at 10pm, after a long day, writing a blog post for you guys, this is where it has led me. It has led me into writing a novel. It has led me into the wonders of creating characters and other worlds.
And every time I take a seat and get to write, whether it's for you guys or just for myself, I'm so very happy.
I've never been into writing diaries, some journals with deeper thoughts than what I had for breakfast, but they didn't really last either. But blogging is different. It's me writing about me, about others, about life in general, about random things like traveling, art, writing, movies, music etc., and most importantly it's me expressing myself. Sometimes I feel a bit down if my reading stats are low, but I always try to remember that I'm not only doing this for you, I'm doing this for me too. And sometimes it's not easy to write, but blogging and writing in general is by far my most valued hobby. Hopefully one day it'll be more than a hobby, but I won't stress over that at all. Who knows what will happen? Sitting on my couch or wherever with my laptop, I'm the happiest. And I feel so blessed to have found that something that makes me so happy. I hope my happiness is transferred to you through my writing.
Sweet Mother of Chaos' first anniversary is just around the corner. I've been blogging since the end of 2010, but this blog is only a year old. I want to come up with something special, any ideas? :)
Thanks so much for reading! I hope your week is off to a great start!
Talk to you later <3
One day my friend at school showed me a one-page horror story she had written the previous night. I thought it was the most awesome thing ever, so that night I wrote my own horror story and I brought it to school the next day for my friend to see. This went on for a while; we would write these one-page stories for each other to read and eventually we started writing longer stories, some together and some alone. It was my favorite thing to do, and every time when we had to write something in school, essays or stories or whatever, I remember being very excited. Suddenly I had this thing in my life that I could do whenever I wanted, much like drawing, something that was free and allowed me to develop my imagination and see where it would lead me.
Well... almost 15 years later, here I am, blogging. This, sitting on my couch at 10pm, after a long day, writing a blog post for you guys, this is where it has led me. It has led me into writing a novel. It has led me into the wonders of creating characters and other worlds.
And every time I take a seat and get to write, whether it's for you guys or just for myself, I'm so very happy.
I've never been into writing diaries, some journals with deeper thoughts than what I had for breakfast, but they didn't really last either. But blogging is different. It's me writing about me, about others, about life in general, about random things like traveling, art, writing, movies, music etc., and most importantly it's me expressing myself. Sometimes I feel a bit down if my reading stats are low, but I always try to remember that I'm not only doing this for you, I'm doing this for me too. And sometimes it's not easy to write, but blogging and writing in general is by far my most valued hobby. Hopefully one day it'll be more than a hobby, but I won't stress over that at all. Who knows what will happen? Sitting on my couch or wherever with my laptop, I'm the happiest. And I feel so blessed to have found that something that makes me so happy. I hope my happiness is transferred to you through my writing.
Sweet Mother of Chaos' first anniversary is just around the corner. I've been blogging since the end of 2010, but this blog is only a year old. I want to come up with something special, any ideas? :)
Thanks so much for reading! I hope your week is off to a great start!
Talk to you later <3
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