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| I have been writing since I first learned to hold a pencil. I write letters to my Godmother. I write journal since junior high. I write to my love. I write to myself. I will never make a living out of writing, but I can just enjoy writing from time to time. I am fully aware I am not a good writer. But I try. Maybe it's because I like stories, I am told more than once that I am a good story-teller. You write, and you think. At the same time, you visualize, you re-live all the happiness and sorrow you have experienced. Plenty emotions are involved and it's an opportunity to look inside self. "What have I done to myself ?", you would begin to ask. And yet, again, each writing, is a story, a show, a lifetime, a spilt second, an eternity. It could be real, it could be just fiction, imagination gone wild. Everything is possible. By believeing, one sees. |
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