Writing has never been a chore for me. I have learned to befriend words early on in my life. You see, my mom has encouraged me to read and write by lulling me to sleep with bedtime stories and has never raised me with baby talk. I was fortunate to have learned how to read at the tender age of two. I was also writing by then, beginning with my name and eventually moving on to editing the endings of my favorite Golden Books. I was reading paperbacks by the time I was in first grade and I have also kept a journal all throughout my growing-up years. It never has felt uncomfortable expressing myself and channeling all of my feelings to a piece of paper. My right ring finger and pinkie are both calloused from too much writing. You see, I can never write gently. Whether I was undergoing childhood milestones or everyday routine tasks, writing all about them was done with passion and force. This force has propelled me to carry on with my writing until I found a medium to do so.
Me in 2007, during university. I kept a blog then.
I wrote for the school paper in high school. In college, I eventually joined our university's public speaking organization. It was also during this time that blogging became a trend which never seemed to go away. I found myself writing about the everyday mundane happenings of my life on my blog.
Me today. Still journaling and now blogging again!
When I started working, I still continued writing by occasionally contributing to newspapers and even producing our company newsletter at some point. Now that I am blogging again minus the angst and emo vibe of college, I am here in this course to develop that discipline and to hone my technique in a kind and forgiving setting. I am also integrating my output in this course to my #The100Days Project, which entails that I will be producing quality written work in the next 100 days. That is definitely more than enough time to build a habit for an already-habitual writer.