When you close your eyes, what do you see?
I see a pale, blank page, a pen in my hands, ink slowly falling from its tip. I see myself as a writer—a failed one? Maybe, but a writer nonetheless. I feel inspiration coursing through me, prompting me to write words–any words–but all I ever see is a pale, blank page.
Hi, I am a writer . . .or at least I try to be. I don’t have any major background in writing. I didn’t have an artistic revelation or words clawing at my insides begging to be let out. But I was fascinated by the craft. However, I guess the time I really began to get into writing was in Eighth grade. It all started when I was reading the Harry Potter series in school. A friend saw me with them and said we should try writing our own stories.
So we did.
And they were hella crappy.
But we improved ourselves since then. Now, my friend’s Editor-in-Chief of the school paper and I . . .well, I submit entries for the paper’s Literary page. I like to keep things low-key, so when opportunities arise like me being offered officer positions or contests, I tend to decline them. That being said, I am “socially stunted.” Hell, I can’t even participate in conversations without feeling a weight of awkwardness on the back of my head. So, I prefer to be buried in a book or with my earphones in shutting the world out. Thankfully, my friends understand this side of me–yeah, I still have friends, but by no means am I a social person.
Anyway, as I grew up with novels, I mostly do fictional short stories rather than essays. I believe that they aren’t as restricted as, say, news articles. Don’t get me wrong, news articles are great, and I do write them from time to time, but fiction provides an escape for me. No more overthinking, no more weight. The world disappears in a flash and recreated by my own imagination; anything that can happen will happen. That became the premise of this blog and why I named it Murphy’s Law. Hopefully, I’ll continue to update it every now and then as I might give up on it halfway.
That’s it for my side of the introductions. Please, if you want to tell me about yourself, feel free to do so.