They say that one only has to think deep and he can already write in just a click. These words are mostly uttered by our English teacher in high school. I never thought it would be this hard though I never believed in discouragements. I try to see things like they are tolerable and you can just be good if you tried harder.
For me, writing is a challenge wherein you still have to perform a whole session of yoga, twice if necessary. It’s a mind-draining exercise wherein when you think you all have the materials for writing then suddenly you come to a stop and hesitate about the next thing you do. It is like studying for your math exam for weeks and weeks and on the exam proper, you memory gets blocked.
CRAMMERS CRAMMING
I have it as a habit to set things aside not until the night comes and I remember that tomorrow will be the day that I have to pass an essay. “What I still have to write”, meaning, I still haven’t written it.
I tried to change but change doesn’t try its best on me. How can I force change to come into me when it refuses to be…
Last Thursday, I was inspired to write my very first memoir. The idea of it gives a kind of excitement to me — it gives me an excuse to daydream about the past. So I propped up my brains, my mood set on the past, the laptop in front of me. Suddenly got baffled. I was confused how to write it.
It got me on my nerves because when the time comes that I have all the materials I need for writing, the skill was not there.
