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About writing

  • Writer: Anizabella Lesmana
    Anizabella Lesmana
  • Oct 19, 2015
  • 2 min read

I gotta be honest, sometimes my words sound better coming from my hands than from my mouth. That’s what i love about writing other than it’s ability to transport me to my own imagination, I found it easier to translate my sentiments into written words rather than translating them verbally. And I gotta be honest, I rarely post my writings and thoughts on wordpress cause i keep them for my own sake, though i always love to share. However, with too much time in my hands, I gotta be honest that i am now trying my best to ‘produce’ pieces of my writings here. By that i mean, a completed short stories. You have no idea how much short stories i left behind due to motivation problems :p

I can’t lie to myself that i am forever in love with the process of creating short story, writing down the plots, imagining the fictional characters and so on. The only struggle is : continue to write even though i got struck by lightning in the middle of the way. Meaning, when i am completely unmotivated.

I get really unmotivated when i feel like my story is not interesting enough or when I see a dead end with no alternative way. Sometimes i took these problem seriously, though i am not able to resolve them either. Thus, I need deliberate and constant motivation from my peers and readers. I don’t know how many times i mentioned in this blog that i am trying my best to keep this blog updated or what not, but i guarantee you that i am now in the process of making another short story based on a psychological writing prompt.

I guess by writing a short story and sharing some of my knowledge in psychology will be a little bit more interesting for you readers to read and learn as well. I hope I get to survive the thunderstorms and hurricane that will come in my way.

Wish me luck!

xx,

Belle

 
 
 

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