Once it was a comic book, then a novel..
But now i have a bigger and wilder fantasy..
I want to make a compilation book of short stories, poems and random thoughts, in a graphic full of illustration, which for sure me myself as the illustrator and the writer..
And i want to make a song but i have none of those musical senses that will be needed..
So maybe i can only contribute on the lyrics, i want the song to be include in the book..
And i wish to make a short movie using the song, and maybe the story taken from the book..
A long.. long.. long.. way to go.. but it is not impossible..
As impossible is nothing my friend..
Maybe it all started on junior high school..
When i learn about the beauty of poems, and learn to write one..
It was like falling in love in the first sight feeling..
And when i'm in high school, i became more addicted to it..
Writing have some soothing way on putting me at ease..
I used to put down all my feeling in a piece of paper, and just pouring it with all my emotion..
Sometimes i used a social media (friendster at that time), or just write it down on my phone..
Sending text or sms (short message service) with my own poem to express my feeling..
And i just feel better, more relax, and happier by the time i finish writing..
During college, i became more fond to it..
I begin to read the more books with poetic words than just a normal love stories..
I'm having myself spending most of time in the virtual world to read blogs and notes written by my friends..
Whenever i heard a nice song, i will find the lyric.. the combination of words as a lyrics and music, hhh.. Words just not enough to describe the marvelous feeling..
I pay attention more on the conversation on movie..
Take note whenever i found some nice quote..
The more i read, the more inspire i get..
And the more i want to became a writer..
This blog is a small step of me on pursuing my passion..
My dream and my love..
I have a long journey ahead, but i will try my best..
My motivation for keep on writing, and one of my many reasons why i am deeply in love with words:
" The day will come
When my body no longer exists
But in the lines of this poem
I will never let you be alone
The day will come
When my voice is no longer heard
But within the words of this poem
I will continue to watch over you
The day will come
When my dreams are no longer known
But in the spaces found in the letters of this poem
I will never tired of looking for you "
— Sapardi Djoko Damono
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