Thursday, June 3, 2010


I am so proud of myself today. I started with the planning of my next novel last week but I have been feeling so driven and inspired lately that I started writing. I have already finished about 70 pages. I am one of those people who, when they write, get so drawn into the story that once I begin, it's almost impossible to stop.

I have applied for a new job (Telephone operator/ Administrator), but it's been a week and I haven't had a reply yet. My family is getting worried that I am so caught up with my writing that I am stalling on getting a job, which I am not doing.

But my true dream is to be a writer. I love the planning that goes into writing the novel and inventing the characters. It is very therapeutic for me. It just feels so liberating when you can just cut yourself off from the real world for a while and live in a made up one. You can give your characters the freedom to do what you can't and have them for fill the tasks in life you failed too. When you write you're in charge. You decide what happens and what does not and there are no limits. All you need is your imagination.

Not quite myself

I have no idea why, but I have not been feeling like myself. Even being in my own skin feels alien.  The good news is that I still managed t...