Live and let die
Posted on 2008.04.09 at 14:21Current Mood:
thankful
Current Music: Colbie Caillat - Bubbly
I'm alive! :o Shocking I know. So I've been very busy this 2008, mostly trying to figure out what road I am going to take in my life. Dillydallying is fun I tell you but not when you reach your 20's and you have his huge "WTF?" stuck in your forehead. No matter how you want to forget that you're not entirely sure what you want out of life, someone will remind you. Incessantly. So, after thinking a lot I've decided to pursue a serious writing career. ~hides~
It's scary. Like really scary. Half the time I'm reading about publishing and buying a gazillion books to try and familiarize myself with the trade. I never knew just how heavy it felt to make such a decision. I now understand why people want to fast forward everything just to get to the good part. I even finished my first manuscript ever in 10 years (not that I have 10 years working on IT). It was so exciting! Half of me still can't believe it to be honest.
Since I was 8 years old I wanted to be a writer. It just fit me. I loved writing stories about fairy tales and talking animals. Back in the RR fandom I wasn't one of the best fan fic writers (I leave that to![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
diavana and quatres_star but I enjoyed the process nonetheless. As I grew up I was lucky enough to meet people that shared my interest. People that, like me, had characters that came to life on their own and whose stories they couldn't wait to share. Since meeting those two girls, we've created a lot of great stories together. Ah, can't believe I am already two decades old >< I still feel so young and stupid. Does that feeling ever go away?
But this journal has been with me through a lot. Massive erasing for example. Helping me keep in touch is another. So now I have an official website and even an official blog, I feel strange getting rid of this one. Not that there's many entries to salvage. Still, I can't say good-bye. That's probably why my room is filled with crap.
So I'm hoping that those of you who still recognize me and might have any ounce of love little ol' me follow me to my other journal. Normally I don't see people writing this much when they move journals. I just never expected to do it. I'm anal that way. I want things to stick and last as much as they can. I wasn't a big believer of shedding skins either but it happened. Like many, many things in my life.
Hope to see you in the new journal. No hard feelings if you don't want to add.
nmessina.
It's scary. Like really scary. Half the time I'm reading about publishing and buying a gazillion books to try and familiarize myself with the trade. I never knew just how heavy it felt to make such a decision. I now understand why people want to fast forward everything just to get to the good part. I even finished my first manuscript ever in 10 years (not that I have 10 years working on IT). It was so exciting! Half of me still can't believe it to be honest.
Since I was 8 years old I wanted to be a writer. It just fit me. I loved writing stories about fairy tales and talking animals. Back in the RR fandom I wasn't one of the best fan fic writers (I leave that to
diavana and quatres_star but I enjoyed the process nonetheless. As I grew up I was lucky enough to meet people that shared my interest. People that, like me, had characters that came to life on their own and whose stories they couldn't wait to share. Since meeting those two girls, we've created a lot of great stories together. Ah, can't believe I am already two decades old >< I still feel so young and stupid. Does that feeling ever go away?But this journal has been with me through a lot. Massive erasing for example. Helping me keep in touch is another. So now I have an official website and even an official blog, I feel strange getting rid of this one. Not that there's many entries to salvage. Still, I can't say good-bye. That's probably why my room is filled with crap.
So I'm hoping that those of you who still recognize me and might have any ounce of love little ol' me follow me to my other journal. Normally I don't see people writing this much when they move journals. I just never expected to do it. I'm anal that way. I want things to stick and last as much as they can. I wasn't a big believer of shedding skins either but it happened. Like many, many things in my life.
Hope to see you in the new journal. No hard feelings if you don't want to add.
nmessina.