I was in high school when I started loving writing. I was fascinated with the words I read. I was not a smart teenager and to be a writer was a bit far from my imagination. How could I learn when I knew being one would be expensive. I was not a trying hard boy that I easily gave up when things felt like harder.
I decided to love and I remember I had a classmate who wrote a poem when I was in high school. I was amazed and it pushed me to write my own. I started learning through my writing knowing that the internet those days would never be found.
It was during my college days that I started writing fiction stories. Not hoping to be a professional writer but only the readers would appreciate who were just the people I knew.
Hearing and seeing how they'd react after reading felt like fooling myself. I was moved by their tears when a few readers cried because of the stories I wrote. I started writing and writing depending on the mood I was feeling. Delighted but not felt obliged to pursue writing.
I was a seafarer student and writing was never an opportunity. Time passed by and I stopped writing as I accepted the reality that I would not earn from it. Even so, there were times I wrote sometimes because I felt like I was missing the imagination I wanted to happen but could only be found through fiction stories.
Time passed and I was introduced by a friend to this kind of platform. I was excited and thrilled thinking that I could write and at the same time could earn. Though it was not easy to be recognized, I kept writing. My grammar was off and sometimes I felt like the content I was writing was not that interesting at all. Even so, I kept writing and writing that even finishing my studies in college was saved.
Yes, when I was in my 3rd-year of college my sister stopped supporting me because she had important things to be prioritized. I was near finishing my studies so I clung to writing and thankfully I finished my studies thanks to Hive.
I finished studying but the success was far from happening. I kept writing and writing and then decided to have my own small sari-sari store. Thankfully the price of hive in those days was higher compared to now. I saved my earnings and for almost 5 months I have my own small store.
My journey didn't end after it. I kept on writing and at the same time being in charge of my small store as a sales personnel. After a month I bought a new phone which was a bit more expensive than I couldn't buy it easily. If not because of the hive I could not buy it for sure.
So far things are getting better and I'm still hoping to have more that could be useful in my writing. I just decided to write this one after I just bought a desktop yesterday. I was so happy that I felt proud of myself for having this one.
Of course, not just because of the hive that I have this one but to my store as well. However, if not because of the hive I can not have these things and opportunities. That's why no matter how time passes by I'm always grateful to hive for giving me so much. Not just for the writing I love, but also for the things I have now. It will never replace my thoughts of always feeling indebted to the hive and to the people who always support me.
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Paul is the name but prefers to be called mrnightmare that feels like living in the dream. A country boy and a dreamboy (dreamer) who likes to stay in a small village even though it means abandoning the future to become a seaman. The passion is writing but not sailing in the vast ocean. Don't wonder if the face will not be shown, this is better where the words can flow smoothly. Come, you can tell me your stories and I'll tell you mine. Together, let's explore the world by broadening our thoughts. If you need a shoulder I can lean you mine and I hope I can lean yours. The world is fun when living is not being alone but with someone.
