Facing my fears

Since i was a kid, i have always loved reading books. They have always given me so much satisfaction. With books you get to paint the picture however you want. I have always preferred books over movies. In my stories i can always make the horrifying scenes less gruesome simply by imagination or the mean guys look less sinister. :)

As i grew up i read all the Enid Blyton books, then came the Bobbsey twins, followed by Nancy Drew and the Hardy boys. The secret seven, famous five came along at the same time. I also read my fair share of girlie books from the Malorie Towers to St.Claire's. ( I seem to have forgotten the names of so many books). I stepped into the world of novels through Sidney Sheldon. I had always found those books captivating. As time passed i would just read about anything i could lay my hands on; fiction , non-fiction, chicken soup for the soul, stories in reader's digest.

At one point i believed that i should be studying arts and literature, well i ended up studying computer science and majoring in databases. Oh well there goes me being a Shakespeare.(Not complaining about my studies, after all i have a well-paying job :) Thanks to my family for pushing me this far). But the books have lured me back. Once again i have started toying with the idea of studying literature, only this time i day dream of being a writer (i can dream to be whatever i want, rite? i can be a super-heroine who writes books which gets rid of villains in the real world, or whatever i write magically turns true....how i wish :)). I hope to get some time to take classes of writing and go ahead with my plans.

I have taken blogging as the first step towards it. Well for several other reasons too, firstly i find writing on a computer odd. have always been used to writing on a paper with pen. Back in school the words would just start flowing once i had my first paragraph of the essay done.

The second reason, which also bothers me the most is criticism. The entire public trying to judge you scares me a lot. I have never been a public speaker, the thought itself makes me freak. Until i read this blog by a friend, the first step is to face the fear. Well, heres my first step and i am ready to face whatever comes my way.

I hope to continue writing atleast once a week, a promise to myself to continue what i have started and loved.