during the year 2012, i bought a brand new
fully-functional black vaio laptop. i loved it. it was smooth, fast (i5 at the
time), and the keyboard lit up. sophomore year of college, i began writing a
book on it titled, ‘excerpts from my life.’ inspired by what i was going
through at the time and my experience the year before, excerpts from my life
was a collection of journal entries of a kid, experiencing freshman year in
college. although fictional, the purpose of writing the book, besides
enjoyment, was to inspire me to write my own story in real life and make life
as good as the movies, or in this case, the books. sometimes i’d write weekly,
other times i wrote consecutive nights. i amassed 50-60 some odd pages before
the hard drive on my vaio laptop crashed. i don’t know what happened to it as
it wasn’t even my main laptop. i had a silver vaio from high school that i did
everything on. i only bought the black vaio for school work. disappointed, i
took it to 2 computer shops and had it repaired twice. within days, the vaio
would revert back to the blue screen of death. after exhausting every avenue to
fix and recover the files, it turns out nothing could be salvaged. i lost hella
school work, but even more importantly, i lost excerpts from my life. i didn’t
bother attempting to rewrite it as the thought of starting over was exhausting.
throughout the years, when i say i want to write a book, it’s really me telling
myself (or whoever is listening) that i want to finish excerpts from my life.
the thought came and went, but lately it’s been hitting me hard, so last week i
plotted out a skeleton of the novel. i’ve worked on it here and there, but
today i think i finished the skeleton of it. i believe i’m ready to begin
writing excerpts again, and actually finish it this time. i don’t know how long
it’ll take me to finish, but if i write a measly one page a day, i’ll be at 227 pages by the end of the year, which sounds good to me.
let’s see how i’m looking come december.
-ratha, 1:32pm, 5.19.21