Once Upon a Time
Books, cheap toys, and imagination. Known for being independent since kindergarten (my teacher awarded me Most Independent at the end of the school year), those three things helped me survive my childhood.
I had friends, hanged out and played (and also fought) with them. But my adventures on a beautiful drawing of a mystical island on a book remained more memorable to me than the plenty of times I played hide and seek at night with my friends.
Yes, I was that kid. I was that teenager. However, growing up forces you to "let go" of some things in order to "grow".
In one college summer, I picked up a Harry Potter book, my sister borrowed from a neighbor, laying around in the house. Immersing in the book's Wizarding World felt like those wonderful childhood years. I dreamt of giving life to my "islands", my own worlds, the way Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone did to its own.
But I grew up. I "let go".
The Plot Thickens
Instead of writing my worlds to life, I wrote computer codes. It appeared that the war between "letting go" and "holding on" had concluded.
After health issues that sent me to the hospital that forced me to change my lifestyle that made me use my unused gym membership that got my heart broken that pushed me to depression that lured me into writing to deal with the sorrow I learned that I never really let go.
Writing filled that hollow part of my life which I had grown accustomed to ignoring. It helped with the pain, gave me light, and showed me life. I thought I let go of my dream but I was wrong. All these years, I held on to my dream, tucked it under for safekeeping, and waited for the time of awakening.
I am awake.
Happily Ever After
Finally (bad adverb, I know), my debut novel I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me was released last March after years of crossing the ocean of fear. Its spinoff/sequel book Walden and Hyde (and Other Short Stories) was released on February the previous year.
I also read and write about chasing the dream (self-development for the technical folks) because it's very instrumental in reshaping my self away from slumber. Napoleon Hill and Steve Siebold are two of my favorite authors in this arena.