Who do you care about?
Recall the happy memories that you had with them, the smiles, the laughter, that fuzzy feeling that you feel inside.
What are you grateful for?
Think about the shelter above your head, the bed that you sleep on every night, the food that you eat, the job that you have, the people around you.
What keeps you going? Think about the things that motivate you to persevere in life. They can be a goal that you want to achieve, a person that you care about or even a self-responsibility that you have for yourself.
Smile because there are worse things that could’ve happened to you.
I am fascinated by the way writers are able to tell their stories, from the beautiful backstory of the characters to the way they look at each other during a romantic scene to the atmosphere of the setting. One thing that I admire most about talented writers is their ability to create a lasting scene in the readers’ mind, a scene that you can vividly picture in your mind that it is comparable or even better than the scene happening in real life.
This is of such an example:
“Then I felt something inside me break and music began to pour out into the quiet. My fingers danced; intricate and quick they spun something gossamer and tremulous into the circle of light our fire had made. The music moved like a spiderweb stirred by a gentle breath, it changed like a leaf twisting as it falls to the ground, and it felt like three years Waterside in Tarbean, with a hollowness inside you and hands that ached from the bitter cold.”
— The Name of the Wind, Patrick Rothfuss
When I read that, I can really picture the scene before me, the emotions that were running through the mind of the character, the atmosphere of his surroundings and the power that his music had. The ability to do that to a reader is a skill that is useful and powerful, a skill that is underrated in a fast and industrialised world today. It is a skill that can change moods; it can make a person smile, laugh and happy or it can make a person cry, crushed and contemplative.
I am currently into my 2nd Monthly Challenge and one of the challenge is that I have to write a mini story on Instagram every single day. Therefore, to improve my skills further in the art of creative writing, I have dedicated myself this month to writing a story based off of an emotion every single day. E.g. Sadness, Happiness, Joy, Anger.
This is something that I had written for yesterday’s post based on sadness:
He had done everything he could. He worked two jobs to provide for them, he fed them, clothed them and cleaned them. He spent whatever extra he had to buy them things that they wanted and never would he say no, all these while thinking that they were grateful.
However, when that door slammed, he knew that he had failed. A promise unkept.
To a mere passerby, he seemed to be seating there quietly staring into the horizon but if you have been observing him, you can see his face betraying him; a twitch of the nose, a wobble of the chin and the quivering of the lips… His calm and contained demeanor slowly breaking.
I am afraid. I am afraid of death, loss of time, broken relationships, change, memory loss and so much more.
There are so many things beyond my control, beyond our control. We cannot control when we die, how our life will ultimately turn out or what illness might befall us in the future. We also cannot control the outcome of our hard work, patience, and dedication.
It scares me to realise that there are so many things beyond my control and everything that will happen in the future from now on would be a mystery. The only way to find out is to live it. It scares me to know that as we grow older, we are closer to death. It scares me to know that as we grow older, whatever we came to understand and know about the world will change. Technology will advance, societies will prosper, countries will rise and fall and landscapes will change. It scares me to know that all the fun and games of childhood and teenagehood have come to an end and the cruelty and harsh environment of adult life have arrived. From going to school every single day, studying and playing games, we moved on to celebrating birthdays and graduations and now, the next milestones are marriages and career progressions.
I have been doing some thinking. I have thought about what will happen in 50 years. It will be the year 2066 and throughout the years from 2016 to 2066, some of us might have passed on, most of our parents would too, some might have raised happy families while others not. Some of us might have already retired and are enjoying our golden years while others might still be chasing after their dreams. Most of us would also experience the pains of life such as failed careers, divorces, deaths of loved ones and a whole lot of heartbreak. The world would also see radical changes. As technology has progressed, we might have solved food shortages or poverty. We might also see the beginning of establishing ourselves as a galactic species with new colonies on Mars.
I am afraid of the many things that will happen in my lifetime, the things that I will experience and the things that I will encounter. I am afraid of the pain that I have to endure in the future and the experiences that life will put me through.
However, this is life and all of us have to through it no matter what. The only thing will make everything better is how we face the problems that life throws at us.