Andrew M.
Padawan Learner
http://storywrite.com/story/420368
Before i came to this site, or even before i started reading the things that brought me here, i wrote this. it was a depressing time and it's right behind me, still leaving it i guess, but anyway. i've always enjoyed reading works of "fiction" and trying to grasp the ideas and concepts in them, now the stories may not have been true but that doesn't mean there was no truth in the stories, and i always felt this was true. in this depressed stage i was pretty disinclined to do anything, no motivation really what so ever, but that never stopped me from wanting to write, and put down my own story with my own truths, only i couldn't write anything, i was writing for all the wrong reasons at the time, such as money, my goal was to write something that everyone will enjoy so that i could sell millions of copies and yada yada. i realize now that this was wrong, i forgot all about the story and the truth's i wanted to throw out there to be pondered. eventually, just recently actually, i was fed up with worrying about money, and i realized that i have everything i need and more. this was probably the best thing that could have happened to me because it inspired me to write something. i didn't know what i was writing at the time, it just came out as i went, all i knew is i wanted to put feeling into it, and after these few days of reading what most people would think were ridiculously crazy theories (right up my alley) i came here, found this Creative Acts section and after reading a few topics i just knew i had to put this here. it's just a scene really, not too long, but there are thoughts to ponder while reading it. i hope you enjoy.
oh and if you havn't read it allready i should probably mention it's a little sad because that was my mood at the time, but i'm glad things happened the way they did, so no worries :)
Before i came to this site, or even before i started reading the things that brought me here, i wrote this. it was a depressing time and it's right behind me, still leaving it i guess, but anyway. i've always enjoyed reading works of "fiction" and trying to grasp the ideas and concepts in them, now the stories may not have been true but that doesn't mean there was no truth in the stories, and i always felt this was true. in this depressed stage i was pretty disinclined to do anything, no motivation really what so ever, but that never stopped me from wanting to write, and put down my own story with my own truths, only i couldn't write anything, i was writing for all the wrong reasons at the time, such as money, my goal was to write something that everyone will enjoy so that i could sell millions of copies and yada yada. i realize now that this was wrong, i forgot all about the story and the truth's i wanted to throw out there to be pondered. eventually, just recently actually, i was fed up with worrying about money, and i realized that i have everything i need and more. this was probably the best thing that could have happened to me because it inspired me to write something. i didn't know what i was writing at the time, it just came out as i went, all i knew is i wanted to put feeling into it, and after these few days of reading what most people would think were ridiculously crazy theories (right up my alley) i came here, found this Creative Acts section and after reading a few topics i just knew i had to put this here. it's just a scene really, not too long, but there are thoughts to ponder while reading it. i hope you enjoy.
oh and if you havn't read it allready i should probably mention it's a little sad because that was my mood at the time, but i'm glad things happened the way they did, so no worries :)