Ever since I was a kid, I have wanted to write a book. I had a hyper-imagination back then, and I still do. A childhood friend and I would create various characters and backstories, and I would draw them out. We created multiple worlds and multiple stories within each one.
Now in my forties (I just entered this age group last year), I am finally putting forth the effort to write one of those stories out after taking many years to flesh them out beyond the simple childhood imaginings. At the beginning of last year, I wrote out the outlines for the characters and the story itself, and then compiled a list of themes I wanted my story to entail. I then sat on it for quite some time until this last month.
Perhaps out of a need to keep my sanity as I am dealing with my bipolar disorder, and a need to stay busy while between jobs and awaiting increase of my VA disability, I poured myself into writing this book finally.
It took me awhile to complete the first chapter. Mostly because depression kept me in the house instead of going to the public library (my favorite spot where I'm not distracted like I am at home), and sometimes because I got too involved in my video games. However, tonight at the library I finally finished the first chapter!
I have bene amazed and blessed to see how fast the words spill out onto the paper I am writing on, and how therapeutic it has been writing. I lost track of time today as I was so involved in creating this world of mine. It felt invigorating. It felt good.
I am chasing a dream of mine. I don't know if I will ever be published, but I am going to complete this story so I can say I did it. Then from there take it one step at a time.
I will keep providing updates on my book here. Please follow along this journey with me. Should be a fun ride.
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