Start Writing

After the first letter is clicked, what an adrenaline rush! Inspired (persuaded? bullied into?) by my friend Arra, I went to this site:

http://www.themostdangerouswritingapp.com/

Even before I typed in my first word, I was already thinking about the words and sentences that I want to write. It was so exciting, yet, unnerving at the same time. What should I write? Should I write that in? How would I say what I want to say? How does that subject and verb agreement goes? Will I be able to write continuously for three minutes?

The idea behind this site is that if you stop writing, everything you have written will be gone. You can’t cheat also! You can’t type and delete, type and delete, and type and delete while waiting for that next word to come to you. That’s why I was so nervous to write! But you know what is the secret to finishing this challenge? Just start writing. 

2nd story pt. 1

2nd story
We’re two ships sailing

Here’s one of my first “stories”. I was able to write this because this story had been bothering for a long time now. However, I always made excuses not to write it down. Excuses such as “I don’t have time yet”, “I’m not in the mood”, “I don’t have the right paper and pen”, or “I’m too lazy to write it down”. But it begs to be written down because it’s always on my mind. If you read it, you’ll see grammatical errors and inconsistent voices. You’ll also notice how disconnected some sentences would be. You’ll see how I jumped from an idea to another. How I shift voices, tenses, and ideas. But I think, that’s part of the magic of this site.

Soon, I let go and just forget about the rules. I just start writing and kept on writing. Without any fear of the “rules”. With just the words I want to write. With just the sentiments I want to be honest with. I started with 3 minutes and now I find myself enjoying and not breaking any sweat with 10 minutes! Like, whoah. Haha!

It’s always a liberating experience to write. Not just with this site but, in general. Why? This site made me realize that this statement is true, “We write what the heart is full of…” I have written other things in this site that I’m not that comfortable to share with a whole lot. Things that, sometimes, I don’t even what to think about. Like dreams that are too close yet still too far. Or of fears that lurks around the corners of my mind. And of people. Stories that I would not share but have written. I’m still not that brave, dear reader. So, for now, I’m just sharing written fictions. Haha!

3rd story
Summer seasons are the worst

 

So there. Why don’t you challenge yourself with this? Start writing! 

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If I follow this ad, what will I write about?

Should I write about myself and bore you to death? Should I write about others and look like a gossip? Plus, their stories are not mine to tell. Do you want me to write about my travels? But I may sound so absorbed. Can I write about the books I’ve read? But you might be disinterested. What if I write about the boys I’ve liked? Nah, too much “what ifs”. Then should I write about the girls I hated before? Eh, I’m too blunt not to hurt anyone, eventually. Should I write about fashion? But mine’s too eclectic to write a disciplined prose. How about food? Bad idea, I’m starving this moment. Maybe I should refocus my writing, move away from trivialities. Should I write about the Realpolitik with regard to our claims in the South China Sea? Or write about how the Rohingya is not just a political question but it also question our humanity? How about if I write about what Catalonia’s experience means for the Philippines’ future? What if I start my literature about migration and aging population once again? Are these too much for you? Yep, they are even too much for me.

What if I write about my past? Musings of yesterday and its lessons? But it sounds too cliche. How many have you heard about their past? Mine’s not too melodramatic to begin with. Just enough stumbles and bruises to get you clickbait. Is that even a word? I also fear that I may sound righteous, like a hypocritical pastor pressuring its congregation that if I was able to do it then so can they. What if I write about the present? Ugh, too banal. I don’t fly to Hong Kong just to each lunch. I don’t attend parties and pass out at some random people’s place. I don’t have cute-meet stories at bookstores or a coffee shops. We don’t even have a legit bookstore here. Told you, presently, my life is too banal. But I’m fine with it. What if I write about the future? About how unsure I am of the future. About my dreams and plans. However, I’m scared that I might jinx it.

Maybe I should write a writing challenge. How about making THIS a writing challenge? I think, one or two will accept and write. I’m still a bit short of 500. But, hey, good try. And here, dear reader, my 500 words a day ends.