So all that writers block that I’ve been complaining of has suddenly vanished. I mean I don’t have as much to write about (blogging wise) but I’ve started writing and writing personally. And loving it.
Part of it has to do with the fact that I’ve just gotten a new, wonderful laptop. And sometimes the instrument that you use inspires you (I think that’s what is happening with me)
Also its NaNoWriMo (national novel writing month), and i signed up to do it… but didn’t start writing anything…that is until I got my new laptop along with a huge bout of inspiration. And the writing has been endless… (well endless might be a bit extreme, but I wrote a lot).
What have I started writing you may ask? A memoir in a way… I’ve decided I want to write a proper documentation of my travel… who knows what’ll happen… who knows where it’ll go… but as for right now… it’s going. And that’s a start.
Here’s an excerpt of a bit of what I’ve written so far:
My entire life I’ve always wondered, I’ve always been curious as to what lies out there. I’ve always wanted to learn more.
It took me years to get out there and discover what is in fact out there in the word, (and boy is there an infinite amount more to discover) but wow, this world is amazing. The more that I see, the more I want to learn, the more I want to do, the more I want to experience. There is simply not enough time to see and do all that this world has to offer, but you bet I’m going to try.
Now let me go back a bit, before this all began.. to the fear of beginning this journey. Before I had traveled to multiple continents, many countries and lived in different countries. Back to where it all began…
It all began with fear, with self-doubt, with uncertainty… as I got on that first plane to take me to Panama for 6 weeks I was overwhelmed, I felt like whatever was happening was not actually happening to me. I felt like I was standing on the outside looking in… how could this be me? How could this be my life right now? I felt absolutely petrified, I had no clue what was waiting for me one the other end. I had no clue what to expect once I left my safe bubble of home, of the United States of America.
Still to this day, each and every time I get on a plane (no matter where I am going) I still have that brief moment of pause… years later I am still shocked that this is in fact my life, but while there is still fear the thing that I feel the most is pride. I am proud of myself, proud of myself for leaving my comfort zone, proud of myself for making these adventures happen, proud of myself for taking that chance and turning my life into what it has become.
We’ll see if I keep up with it, if I write all my experiences, record all my stories… but the more I write, the more I get to re-live all these amazing experiences and I love it.
Stay tuned to see if I actually keep up with this project… .
(also question… does anyone have a recommendation for a good app or way to write, right now I just have pages open in Mac and I find myself slightly disorganized and disheveled and I don’t know if there’s some magic app or template or something I’m missing… so dear writers of the world if you have an recommendations please share !!)