In an effort to share more of myself with you guys I have created Books for Life. I’ll talk about my life outside of this sanctuary called the blogosphere. Hopefully you guys will like getting to know the girl behind the blog a little bit more.
In my last Books for Life post, I talked about my career as an undergraduate scientist. And the post before that, I spoke about how my passion has been animals since before I could distinguish them from each other, or speak words for that matter. Yes, I am a scientist. A logical, factual thinker. But science in and of itself is not my passion. It’s just the area where they stuck the animals. If animals had been in health, I would be a healthist (yay new word) – if animals had been in social sciences, I would have been a social scientist. Simply put, I am a scientist because my beloved animals fall under its scope.
But there is a whole other side of me. My creative, wacky, absolutely non-scientific in any way shape or form side. My reader side. My blogger side. My writer side. For as long as I have loved animals, I have loved books. Everything to do with them. I’ve loved reading them, and I’ve also loved writing them. One of the first stories I remember writing was about a wolf clan (surprise, surprise the protagonists were animals). I wrote it for a close friend of the family, because she had two Alaskan Malamutes and one of them sadly passed away. She cried when I gave it to her, even though I have no memory of what it was even about.
But anyway. I’ve wanted to be an author for as long as I have wanted to work with animals.
Then why didn’t you study writing at university? You may ask of me. To be entirely honest with you – I thought I wasn’t a good enough writer to be able to rely simply on my words for a career. Just because you love to write, doesn’t mean you can become an author. It’s very difficult, and not always achievable. And, I also knew that I had to do more with my life than just write. I see nothing wrong with that career, trust me. It’s still my dream. But I knew I couldn’t go through this life only writing. I love animals, and the planet far too much to only immerse myself in my words. I have to help them, save them. So that is why I didn’t pursue writing at university.
That’s not to say I ever stopped writing. I’ve been writing my current novel for about two years – it’s hard to find the time when university gets very busy. This novel is the first one that I have ever felt truly proud of, and wanted to write to completion. I am currently at about 45,000 words, and there is still so much to be told. I hope to finish it sometime next year, and maybe share it with the world.
I must say that poetry is the art-form I love the most. It comes so supremely easy to me. I feel as if it represents my emotions so completely. I have been writing poetry since I was about twelve, and have never stopped. I love it with all my heart. It’s another dream of mine, to have a collection of my poetry published. But few anthologies are published now, and that makes me kind of despondent. But maybe it will happen one day.
One of the greatest compliments I have ever received was from a girl who said that of I ever released an anthology of my poetry, she would buy four copies. One for reading, one for highlighting, one for decorating, and one for safekeeping. Here it is:
I am absolutely in love with your poetry. If you put it together into a book I would absolutely buy multiple copies and have each one for a different purpose, one for reading, one for decorating, one for highlighting favorite parts, and one for keeping locked away safe.
I had never felt so humbled or honoured in my entire life. That someone liked my words (MY WORDS) so much that they would want to highlight and decorate and keep it safe was so incredible, I could hardly believe it. It’s for reasons like this that I write. I want my words to reach out to people, to touch them in the way that they touched me, to make people feel less alone, to make them feel special. If my words have the power to do that, then it is my duty to share them with the world. Nothing on earth could bring me more joy.
I have taken a small step in sharing my work and my words with the world. If you’re interested in reading some of it, please click here. It is always a little scary sharing written words, because they are so very dear to my heart, but I have to start somewhere, right? Hopefully readers will enjoy my words as much as I enjoyed writing them.