❥Progress: The first step for writing is to have something to write about, or material. I didn't know how to come about even writing literature. In my pursue to find out i tried googling the different genres of literature and found that i mainly like and read a lot of fiction. Checking that off my list, I still didn't know exactly what kind of fiction i was into! There was so many types (as shown on the graph above)! I've always been into horror, dystopias, disaster, tragedy, as emo and morbid as that sounds. At the same time I always loved science fiction or realistic fiction and love stories, etc. Just tied inside myself, i can't bring myself to sit and possibly plan out the plot of a short story, although I have been about to come out with basic plots or conflicts that are the right kind of edgy. I find myself coming up with one liners like: "Welcome home old friend! How was your life?" in which a man recently reached heaven, but could have possibly been there before? or titles like "Danger field", "Freedom from Fear: The Chronicles", or "Without Divine" which would be a take on religion and the phrase "divine right". I'm not to sure what to do with these ideas for now, but it's interesting to know i can produce these ideas, although everything is still napkin scribbles.
❥Reflection: I didn't realize how difficult it would be to write, although i am determined to find a genre i'm very interested in! I can't see myself going into literature although i find it interesting. I love to read, but not right. I remember writing narratives in class when i was younger and just loving it! Now i have all of these ideas for stories that i can't bring myself to write. I wonder where would they be going either way? It's hard to spend time on something and not look for approval from other people; to look for validation that your time was well spent. If i were to complete a story would i even be willing to show other people? As of now i can't see myself doing so, although i would really like too.
❥Reflection: I didn't realize how difficult it would be to write, although i am determined to find a genre i'm very interested in! I can't see myself going into literature although i find it interesting. I love to read, but not right. I remember writing narratives in class when i was younger and just loving it! Now i have all of these ideas for stories that i can't bring myself to write. I wonder where would they be going either way? It's hard to spend time on something and not look for approval from other people; to look for validation that your time was well spent. If i were to complete a story would i even be willing to show other people? As of now i can't see myself doing so, although i would really like too.