Writing came as a surprise to me. I never really thought of myself as the creative type. I loved to read, more than was healthy, but writing was a leap. I only tried it, as a whim, something to distract myself from my studies.
That first time, I broke out in a cold sweat, my hands were shaking and I felt an electric shock run through my body.
It wasn’t an epiphany. I wasn’t writing anything worthy of public (or private) viewing. It was the intense feeling of complete and utter exposure. I was putting intimate thoughts into black and white for everyone to see how my brain worked. MRIs were less exposing.
But I kept it up, I wrote pages and pages that I still have today (just to marvel at). And one day, it just became a habit to write, to think about writing.
Still, if anyone had told me then that I would be putting my work out there for people other than immediate family (who are legally required to be nice, I know where they live) to see, I would’ve thought they were crazy. Just goes to show, doesn’t it?
I created this blog to feature writing from my YA novel series: The Onmyouji Chronicles. Having been heavily influenced by anime and manga, I’ve always been fascinated with how much Japanese folklore plays a part in stories and how many different versions there are out there. It just shows how active the human imagination can be, no matter the time or the place.
My awakening came gradually. It was after my first attempt of the Onmyouji Chronicles. I wrote a completed book, the end and everything, and it was total crap. The story, the plot, the characters were all over the place. I had to trash it. And I had to start all over again. And when I started those first few words that began the long journey to a novel, I was excited. Because I felt I was getting somewhere, I was making headway and even if nothing came of this, I was getting better.
For me, it was a turning point that said, “this is it, this is my life”.