I never thought that writing would be something I would enjoy. I’ve said before that I’ve always been a writer, but I think it’s more that I’ve always been a creator. I used to hate reading, and because I didn’t read, I didn’t write. However, I did make little books with paper and write little short stories, so I suppose that counts.
Why did I hate reading? Because of my school teachers, frankly. They would have assignments to read twenty minutes a day, and I hated it with a passion. I loved storybooks, but chapter books? They gave me headaches.
I actually read a blog post not too long ago directed towards Elementary School teachers, with ten things to not do so that your students would love to read. Every teacher I had did every thing on that list.
At some point, I had a love for reading and stories, but I believe it was pretty badly damaged by my teachers’ cynical ways and quite frankly, their bullying towards me as well. But that story is for another post.
It wasn’t until I was in high school that I really gained a love for reading. Why? Because it wasn’t pressed on me. I could do whatever I wanted regarding reading. I could even choose the books I wanted to read for English assignments; they were never chosen for me. Thus, as my love for reading grew, so did my love for writing.
Now I write everyday. I’m on journal number 22, of all the journals I’ve kept and finished since I was nineteen. I have a bullet journal, and I’m starting an art journal. I want to start a junk journal.
My computer is filled with endless scraps of ideas for stories or musings or just thoughts. I intend to publish most of them. Feel free to laugh at me, but I would love to be one of the most – if not the most – famous writer in the world. There is no limit to how many languages I want to learn. I am currently teaching myself Japanese and Swedish. After that…haven’t decided yet.
That’s the wonder about writing, reading, and languages. You never know when a book will change your life or when learning a language will become a passion. I love to see the wonder in the world, and some of the greatest wonder is what I find in language. It truly rejuvenates me, all the way to my core.