Three years and a day

Yesterday it was three years since the presentation of my first book. I say this with proud even when many times I was trying to take value off. If I’m talking about that date it’s not because of the landmark, but the decision to continue writing despite the difficulties. It`s also due to the beginning of this blog.

I don’t remember it as if it has happened a few hours ago. Anyway, I’m not able to forget the words and the looks that it’s keeping safe and I can come back when needed. Time is flying and is leaving many gifts, even in the mud.

I’m writing today with the power I have today, with the memories and the oversight. With the power of a year that has given to me so much life and making progress (at least traveling some kilometers). I’m writing today with tomorrow’s promise and fully determined of coming true everything I want.

Picture by EMZ

Long-time ago, someone told me I could have the world on my hands. I remember the dizziness. The only thing I want is to be myself. That’s why this is not an explanation of the text, it’s just what I want to tell you. Months ago, I promised not to use the first person as Sara when writing. Today I need to use my own voice.

It takes a long time since I started thinking about myself as a writer. I just said I was working on becoming that. Yes, I still need to learn many technical issues, but it won’t be fair to deny me the title.

Working on some characters for my next novel I’m going in-depth in the meaning of words to create their personalities. The difficult one is 'hobby'. According to the Royal Spanish Academy Dictionary, this is about the ‘activities people often do in their free time due to the enjoyment’. In my case, I can’t spend weeks without doing it as well as days just only writing, and the word enjoyment doesn’t mean a lot for what I feel. In relation to the free time… well, I don’t think that’s the meaning of waking up from bed when you’re almost sleeping to search a piece of paper and just writing a couple of words. That happiness, that truly feeling…

Today I wear the same t-shirt as in my presentation… it’s not the same body anymore… my hands are touching notebooks again… but the words are not the same anymore.

Three years and a day… it’s time to continue.