I never thought about blog much, not when I was 16, or 18, or even now... The reason why I started this was because, well... I think its time to share the stuff that I enjoyed. From the things that inspired me. Well I thought that THAT was the reason, pretty lame actually. I couldn't come up with another...
The thing is, I don't know about blogging... When I say I don't know, I mean I don't know it 'at all'... Some people share their life through it, yes. Some people share what they love to do. They pretty much know what to do when they started a blog.
As for me, I don't know what to write and put inside my blog, yet I just do it, maybe out of curiosity... I wonder what would it be like to have my own blog, because well, I enjoyed writing. And this writing hobby came from an activity called reading...
Since I was at the kindergarten, I love reading. Although if you saw me in that early age, you would see me clutching a little handbag full of books with pictures in it. Most of it I remembered now as fairytales stories, Disney books, all that jazz. As I got older, the pictures all started to vanish from the books I chose to read. Leaving only one words after another. I started to increase my book expense each month. Let's just say that I was enjoying reading so much that everytime I went out with my parents, bookstore is the only place I want to be. Seeing books inside the bookstore can make me feel joyful, even in times when I'm not really looking for a particular book to buy.
Okay, continuing with my hobby in writing, I love to write since I was in elementary school. I remembered it when I first received an assignment from the teacher to write down a story of my holiday. The memory is already fading because it happened years ago in this town, yet I still recall that inside, I feel an excitement toward the task. I write and I don't even look back to check the length of my assignment. By the time I was finished, it was this 3 pages full. At that time I realized that I love writing, and that I would write as much short stories as possible.
The short stories, I write them all in this little book, and then... The book is gone. Yes, its gone! Puff... I don't know where it vanished, all I know is at that time I was so upset to know that the book is gone, and that I cannot find it, and even not remember where I last hold it. Up until now I still feel some kind of regret for not putting it on the right place. Not because of the book, but its because of the ideas inside it, that if I have that book with me now, I would've read it over and over, and laugh after myself for telling such stories on my childhood. And now, I don't remember what kind of stories I put inside it so I don't know what my writing used to be on that early years.
Well, that is all about my writing and reading hobby. Writing makes me feel happy, and I will keep it that way for the rest of my life... Note that as much as I love writing stories, I do not like writing poems. I don't know but maybe I'm not the one that is chosen to that type of prose.
Here's to my first day of blogging! *clink*
I just hope that its not too much that it caused people fall asleep on their computer desk...
And I hope I'll be here again as soon as I found something interesting to write... (I think I haven't mentioned why I chose the name of the blog 'wishing well'... Later I suppose)
For the ones who have visited my blog, as 'accidentally' as you were, thank you for visiting here...^0^
Hope you are not get bored to read my writing...
'Til next time!
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