Writing used to be something that came to me as easily as sleep. In high school and even primary school, words were allies, friends that allowed me to communicate with people about things that I would struggle to speak about. Being bilingual was never a hinderance for me when it came to writing, although speaking in both Tagalog and English is definitely the easiest for me, as I would at home. I believe that I have fallen victim to an eternal writer’s block, motivated by pubescent insecurities about my talents as a writer. From someone who aspired to write stories as a career (and actually wrote short stories in primary school and short films in high school), I find myself doubting every phrase I write, editing syntax uncontrollably, like this blog post I’m writing.
Hence, in a masochistic effort, I intend to (or at least attempt) write constantly on this blog, without any particular topic in mind. These will most likely consist of general instances in my life, even opinionated pieces on films, TV shows and other media content I come across in the future.
Also, I have begun to write a story on my favourite kind–fictional politics. I do not claim to have great knowledge of modern politics, but historical fiction has always been a passion of mine (cough, GRRM?).
Stay tuned.