Wake up call...

Well, a lot have happened in this awfully long time I haven't wrote anything ( or more preciseley haven't posted anything). So what I have been up to? Let's say I had some personal ass kicking to do. People say life is complicated but really it is quite simple: If you don't like it-change it. Don't like your job? Find another one. Are you not happy in your relationship? Maybe single isn't a bad idea. By now I can almost hear some of us moaning that it isn't that easy, please listen for a minute. There is another option. Once I read that you cannot change the world but you can change the way you look at it. How I learned that?
I have been swiming against the current for a while, looking for something. A state where I can live and be happy. I was once happy, people were drawn to me, I felt free and in my own way perfect. I could laugh about my mistakes. It happened when I just started to live in Denmark when for the first time in my life I found a way of simply living, I become myself. So what was wrong with me now? Where I lost it? I guess along the way I somehow started to push myself to be happy. Okay, let's be honest I struggled for it. What I have learned just before my 21 st birthday was that in life anything but happiness shouldn't be  a struggle.
Just before my birthday I met a person who helped me see the good in myself and around me. All this time I have been standing in my own way to hapiness, cutting off everything I could gain in my life. In every area of my life. Whose in the same boat? HA! I bet quite  a lot. Well since I realized that I pretty much love everything about my life I had to change the way I looked at what I have. Bam! World suddenly seemed more colorful, energy I didn't knew existed started to run trough my veins. I could say I fell in love with my life again but really I just got my wake up call. I mean where is the point to pretend to be someone else- when you are a amaizing person without lies and masks. The trick is that when you stop pretending people come to you and so does hapiness. But what's even better? You have put a feet in a doorway of who you can become. Take whatever you love and turn it into something meaningfull.
And now that I have a lot to say, again, I'm ready for more challenges. The first one would be joining 15 habits of Great Writers at goinswriter.com

As for my novel I have got through like one fifth and I have decided to give it a little bit of break to find my voice and become a writer. Because I am one...

Please leave a comment- I'm eager to know if you work for your happiness or you let yourfelf be?

Finely a Writer

When I got my wake up call few weeks ago I slipped into a state of pure happiness. I decided that I need a break from all the writing so I could figure out what I really want to do. What are the projects I want to work on to? Or even, maybe, I should give it a break for a year or so...
But what should I do? It was fun to just be happy for few days. Nevertheless to say I soon grew bored. I started running again. Pushed myself over 6 km last Monday felt like a superstar. Kept running.
Got bored. Then on Wednesday a particularly bad day, where I started to feel rather depressed I started reading and thinking about life. Around midnight I remembered about one of my ideas on a possible novel. Eager to read what I have wrote I found some little pieces I made for it.
For my surprise it was quite good... Hm mm
And then it happened- piece by piece the idea came back to me, with more puzzle pieces I could scribble down. I suddenly saw my main characters. I kind a knew how I want them to be. And a year or two ago, idea, all it was. Now there is a story in my brain about finding yourself. A theme that is quite dear to me. Excited I started to make profiles of the main characters.
Today, something else is happening. I feel like writer. It is  a desire that as I now understand I cannot take a break. Days just seem to be too easy without late nights, good books and lack of sleep. On my first help course for my driver's licence I realized that I need to be around people, I have to hear their stories, I have to tell them, I need to be connected.
  I started to work on my piece for my freelance journalism course about negative sexual experience. I decided to re- read Gail Caldwell's "Let's Take the Long Way Home"! Everyone who knows what is a real friendship will read this in a breath take.

Do you feel like a writer? What makes you feel like a writer?