Once I Was Lost But Now I Am Found
I have been writing some pieces about love in Simily. I am testing the platform. I am allowing my inner child to lead me how the protagonist will be. I no longer feel that I am within any boundaries to write what I want.
I see more and more than ever that love is a vast ocean of topics. It never comes to my mind to write about anything romantic, sexy, and a little bit erotic. By doing so, I get to feel a bit by bit, what it means by saying our mind is the only limit.
I think that is so true. It reminds me of an author named Julia Quinn I read via Judy’s article. I think the gist of writing is not about too much focus on what your readers want all the time. It is also about you.
You have to learn and more importantly, accept that you can’t please everyone all the time. You have to make peace with this or it will make you insane or you’ll burn out. — Julia Quinn
She also reminds us that when we could accept this, we will be freed and thus we will write without feeling caged. Yes, I agree. Why?
I have the idea of writing a novel like Cecelia Ahern and Sophie Kinsella. I am not a photocopy of these 2-favorite authors.
But, I do know what it is like for an inner child inside me to have imaginations of love being something sweet and romantic. The gist of my story is a twist of real-life experiences and some fiction or fantasy how and where it can lead to.
I realize after writing on another platform, my creative brainchild or ideas have always been there. I am not a human resource, counseling, psychology, or medical field university degree cert holder. I have none of these. That makes me feel stuck on what to write about. Who will listen or read from someone who is not an expert in these fields, right?
But something tells me from Julia Quinn’s pieces of advice…The love, romance, and sexy stories I have been writing are natural human needs.
And the question raises in my head. What if the love stories I have been writing get published into a book, one day? Does it invite the religious and pious people from my beliefs to smirk at me, and punish me as a sinner?
Well, maybe some of them will openly become like trolls, commenting how much I must repent because a Muslim woman must not talk about sex openly. I am sure too that a lot more women silently love reading such pieces. Yet, at the end of the day, readers have the choices to either pick it up to read or leave it.
I will continue writing about love, sex, relationship, romance, sexy stories, humor in a relationship, and so on despite I am not inclined towards such topics more than being in a self-help niche.
My niche is always about life lessons I learned from the people I meet in my life. Because I want to leave a footprint behind that life is not taking a pinch of salt only. All of us need a tablespoon of a love potion.
When I learn to accept that I am a bad person in other people’s stories, I hold my peace. These people will not have any place in my heart. I cannot please everyone. Whenever I can feel and acknowledge this, I found myself free. My mind is free. Like once I have been lost, but now I am found…the song of Amazing Grace, indeed.
The mind is the only limit. The sky probably is not a limit too, since the Universe will work its way towards me how I bend towards it.
I thank you, Judy Derby, for sharing this awesome piece. I appreciate you.
I also love to have Taylor Foreman article embedded here. Something I feel that most of us forget — what is holding us back?
This is something I like to remember written from Esther George: “Don’t abandon your gift because someone criticizes or can’t see what you see because their reality differs from yours. Only you can decide if it’s good enough. Even if you might fail at the moment, it is still yours. Be proud of it.”
🌹Thank you for reading. 🌹 I dedicate these 3 articles embedded to Dr. Nandkishor Shingne, Fiza Ameen, and Elizabeth Kasujja. As long as I am around, I will do my best to spare a time visiting to read what you write. :)
Because my mentor has never forgotten to drop by and see how I am doing…I know.
