Over the course of the last few days I have found myself overcome with the pressing urge to write something. I can't decide if it's inspiration or simply the sense that I'm neglecting an ability that I could possibly, or have already, lost. It's a talent that I wish to pursue in my adult life and it's a skill that obviously needs to be practiced and honed. However, I don't feel like it's an urge to practice. I also don't feel like fanfiction (which is usually the extent of my writing) would sate this strange and abrupt urge; it's a desire to write something original and true, unlike my other influences or in some cases corruptions. I want it to be something that I can be proud of, something that I won't be embarrassed if someone sat down and read. I would like for it to somehow, however minutely, effect someone's life. I myself have found myself time and time again effected or even influenced by stories I've read from the internet by unpublished, often teenage, writers. This fact alone gives me a sort of renewed hope that I can also make some sort of impact on the writing community.
On a somewhat unrelated topic I've also found myself longing to be part of some sort of community. This is probably largely contributed by the fact that I've removed myself from a social setting and am experiencing the aftermath of that (dropping out of school). I suppose I'm just lonely and in need of a job or a distraction.
Anyway I thought it was apt to make a totally pointless first blog post.
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