Life Through A Camera Lense

 

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Yes, this photo is mine, as I am glad to say.

 

Hello, fellow dreamers. Whether you were celebrating Christmas, Hannukah, Kwanzaa, Festivus, or just enjoying the winter aesthetic, I hope you enjoyed the holidays. Soon I will be discussing the other joys I experienced this year, but for this post, I will be expressing my wholehearted joy regarding my holiday gift.

This year I had been gifted a professional camera from my honourable Saint Nick. Of course, to reciprocate, this person was my first subject. It has only been three days with this wonderful device. I’m sure I spent a whole day simply reading the instructional manual to see what I could learn that my previous experiences with professional cameras hadn’t taught me yet.

Above I’ve inserted a sneak peek of my cozy home. I was just getting started with the dishes when I realised how beautiful the afternoon sunlight was, shipping past the shades. It’s moments like this that make me appreciate the art of photography. With a camera, you can capture the mood of a person, or use further technology to emphasise such a mood.

So with that, I’ll remind you all that I hope you enjoyed the holidays, and that things will improve in the upcoming year.

A Brief History of My Writing Experience

 

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No. This kid is not me. Nor do I own the picture. 

Hello, fellow dreamers. I’m quite sparse of time (as usual, procrastinating productively), but I did want to write something to fill in the time gap between now and the next time I’ll write a legitimate post. So let’s take a look at my history with writing.

 

Age five- Around this time is when I learned how to use a computer. My first Word Document file was one in which I recounted how often I would nag my parents to send me to school, and how much I hated being in school once I actually had to sit in a classroom and listen to a teacher.

Age seven- I spent a lot of my early childhood years watching Barbie movies, which a lot of them were based on classical tales about princesses. After having watched several of them, I wrote my own short story on a princess, which was essentially just my envisioning on my imaginary life as a princess. It’s one of the most embarrassing things I can remember doing at that age.

Age nine- I wrote short stories about a girl named Emily and her friends Vanessa and Erica. At first, I intended for it to be about the juxtapositions between the three personalities, and Emily being the balance between spontaneous Vanessa and shy Erica. Somehow that train derailed and I turned it into a supernatural story about Emily being possessed upon witnessing the Aurora Borealis. I wish I could ask myself how I got there.

Age twelve- I suppose at this point, I realised how much I enjoyed the aspects of horror and mystery. In lieu to that, I wrote a few short stories built on horror and mystery. Looking back on it, they weren’t that bad.

Age fourteen- I was frequently using twitter as a platform to display the fictional characters I would make, each one having their own account. I made sure to have a variety of characters in that they could each fit in a different genre. Because many of them had difficult pasts, it was definitely possible for me to place most of them in psychological thrillers, which I did.

Age fifteen- I left the twitter platform to focus on other personal things in my life, but continued to write stories about my characters.

And since then it’s been quite the same. These days writing is a hobby for me that I enjoy. I hope to keep it that way.

The thing about romances

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Hello, fellow dreamers. So, ever since I’ve been struck by the idea of bringing a romance to life, I thought about how I wanted to make it as realistic as possible. I noticed that quite often romance novels and films have cliches, and quite a lot of them. I want to do my best to avoid them. One of the things I noticed is that the main characters of romances often end up focusing on just their love interest, as though they were the focal point of their lives. And that’s one thing I don’t like because although it’s highly possible for lovers in real life to go head-over-heels for each other (I would know; I’ve been there myself), real life people have their own issues outside of their relationships.

I also want there to be more people involved. Perhaps I’ve been reading the wrong novels, but I also noticed that the main characters often have most of their interactions with their love interest and a best friend. Maybe a young character will have their parents to talk to, but other than that, I never see other interactions. The environment I placed my characters in wouldn’t allow for them to just interact with each other. They will have groups of friends that they will spend time with, and perhaps that’s how they meet. I don’t have everything planned out yet, but this is just me racking up ideas on how to avoid cliches.

There are other things that I will try to avoid, but these are the two top things I have in my head. What do you think? Is it reasonable for authors to portray a romance character’s life as revolving primarily around their interest? And  do authors neglect interactions with background characters for good reasons?

This was quickly written, as I still do have limited time to write these, but I hope to have more leisure time soon.

j.x

Announcement!

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I still feel obligated to mention that not of these photos are mine unless I say they are. They’re just tumblr pics I plucked from the internet.

Oh, how it has been quite a while! In simplest and quickest terms (because at the moment I have limited time to write this post), I’ve been busy. And I won’t even bother to think about where I could be with this blog if I had given myself the credit of integrity to continue with it.

But in other news, I am on Thanksgiving break. So while that’s going on, I would like to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving and that I have finally done some solid brainstorming on two main characters for my new developing story. I know that I may have mentioned before that my interests as pertaining to literature and storytelling lie mostly within the psychological thriller/horror genre, but lately, I just have been feeling the need to withdraw myself from that area and try something else for a change. And in lieu to that, this developing story that I speak of will be a romance!

Of course, me being me, both parties in the romance have dark pasts of some sort, but their pasts will be discussed faaar into the story. Overall, it’s going to be a romance and I’m excited to see where it ends up. I will write more on this soon.

Adieu!

j.x

Quotes that have changed my life #5

Turning Something Negative Into Something Great

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We’ve lost quite a few iconic figures in the last few months, but I chose to quote Muhammad Ali this week for a few reasons. Up until a month ago, everything I heard about him confused me. A braggart, a great fighter, a historical figure, stood up for what he believed in. For the longest time, thoughts floated around in the back of my head as to how all this would add up. After finding out he’d passed away, I finally decided to pick up his autobiography, The Greatest: My Own Story. I’m finally finishing it up, and I’m glad to say that I have not been disappointed. While I am still taking some time for myself to process it, I’d like to talk about one quote in here that turned on a light bulb.

“It’s funny, but those who hate me inspire me the most. As long as I know they’re out there.”

– Muhammad Ali

Now, if there’s anything I know after reading his book, it’s that he loved to talk, especially to the people who wanted to write him off. It was perhaps his greatest motivation, especially having grown up knowing the oppression of people of colour. Having gone through that, he never shied away from proving the haters wrong. He wasn’t afraid. He stood up, and not just for himself, but for the masses who knew oppression.

While I can’t say I can relate, I know what it’s like being hated. Unlike Ali, my first instinct was to retreat. But I knew better than that. I decided to stop letting people call me lazy or incompetent, so I did what I could and made something. All starting with nothing.

Quotes that have changed my life #4

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I’m sure all of us have had unfortunate things happen to us, and the gravity of it may vary. Some of us have been affected more severely than others, but we have the power to decide whether or not we want to let it consume us. It’s then should we build the integrity to do something against our sorrows.

“We are products of our past, but we don’t have to be prisoners of it.”

Rick Warren

While it is possible to disagree with this quote, I am addressing this quote to those who still have at least some glinting light left in them. That light may be your salvation, and once you’ve followed it, you have moved on and allowed an unfortunate past fall behind you. I often like to look back, not with grief or with shame or regret, but with pride. I survived, and I get to keep going on a strong note.

I apologise for this post to be short, especially when I am terribly inconsistent with these posts.

The Pursuit of Courage

Quotes that Have Changed My Life #2 and #3

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Into the Wild, Dark, and Deep by Whitney Justesen

As I may have discussed in previous posts, I went through a time where I struggled with myself. That package of struggle came with the burden of fear. I was sifting through the depths of the internet when I came across the following quote.

“Dance like nobody’s watching.

Love like you’ve never been hurt.

Sing like nobody’s listening,

And live like it’s heaven on earth.”

The moment I found this quote, I scoured through every corner of the internet I could find to figure out who originally said this. I got a cluster of results, from a singer-songwriter, to a novelist. At some point, I decided to accept that I may never find out who said it first, but the important thing was that this told me something I had been failing to tell myself and that it’s okay to have bruises. Some people will show them off as they tell their stories of how they survived a storm, others will keep them concealed.

However we choose to deal with it, we must keep on living because you never know what will happen next. I used to believe that all the bad things in my life were only a series of events that occurred due to some sort of domino effect, but it took me a while to understand that each day was an opportunity to change the trajectories and lead everything in a better direction. The scars would only have been a mark that one could look at each day and tell themselves, I survived. The concept of marks segues into the third quote in this series.

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, “Wow! What a ride!”

-Hunter S. Thompson

A friend once sent this quote to me via text. We had just gotten home from an event, and a group of people had been inviting me to play softball with them. I kindly rejected and told them I wouldn’t want to have my first broken bone from a small softball game. The friend who sent me this quote told me, “If you’re not going to have your first broken bone from a softball game, then what are you saving it for? Base jumping? I’d like to see that.” I soon realised she was right. All this time I had been so timid to put myself out there that I didn’t realise I was missing out.

It’s nice to stay on the safe side, but stepping out of the comfort zone doesn’t always mean getting out of the safe side, even f I am risking getting a broken bone. I need to see the things that I’m capable of. I need to get to know myself better in a sense of finding out things I never even knew about myself. I want to laugh and cry and look back at it all when I’m old and tell the following generations that I have no regrets. I can’t just spend the rest of my life being so afraid of what could happen to me and instead be open to what I could do.

Quotes that Changed My Life: Dead Poet Society

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I’ll start this category off with one quote that changed how I looked at books and authors, since this blog is where I scatter my thought process as I plot story-lines for my characters.

When I watched this film, I had already fallen in love with poetry and the minds of those who write it, and after finishing this film, I had fallen in love with all types of writers. It made me appreciate how deep some people have to delve to come up with the things that they do, and how much effort it takes. Lack of inspiration does not mean you yourself lack that spark. It just means that you have so many layers to strip before you can get to your own inner core, and that in itself means you have it. So use it. 

On with the quote:

“So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys – to woo women – and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do. It also won’t do in your essays.”

Now, this made me think about the authors. I am willing to bet that when they did their tapping on the keyboard, they hit the backspace key at least once, for a reason other than fixing a typo. I have no idea how many words the English language has, but I know it has a lot.

Quotes that have changed my life: intro

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Hello, to my small circle of readers. As few may have already noticed, it’s been quite a while since I’ve written a post here. I’m sure there are some people who can empathise with me when I say life has been hectic for me.

To hop straight to what I started this post for, I would like to introduce a category of upcoming posts. This category will be just what the title of this post tells you; “Quotes that have Changed My Life”. For far too long, I had troubling thoughts spinning around me, wherever I went or whatever I was doing. As I had begun to eradicate these thoughts to replace them with better musings, I was able to read again without having to worry about trailing someplace else. I returned to social media, promising myself to stay in the relatively grounded realms of this web. I also began to watch more films with friends and family.

While I was doing the occasional media consumption, I came across quite a few quotes that really shifted my mindset and helped me retain my Peace of mind.  I was just getting myself back together when I came across these quotes and I believe they did have an impact on me. This is not to say that these sayings lead me to an epiphany, but they did do something quite close. Since then, I have been walking around with a new way to see the world. I can go as far as to say I walk around with a new understanding of the world, but understanding the world is something not even the world’s most brilliant man could do.

My point for making this category is to explain how these saying shifted my perspective and hopefully help someone by doing so.

Happy reading.

J.x

Anton

Antonio ‘Anton’ Zenkhara is an amnesiac. He woke up in a hotel room with a blonde woman sat patiently on his bedside. When asked who she was, she quickly responded by telling him she needed to go to work. Shortly after her departure, Anton caught himself a flight to Los Angeles, leaving with only the keys and wallet that the woman left him with. He has been travelling ever since, having no primary residence.

In spite of him being unsure as to whether or not he would ever see the mysterious woman again, he has come across her in multiple cities around the world. He eventually came to know this woman as Leslie. On one of his brief visits to Monaco, she caught Anton drenched in the pouring rain with a cigarette. Due to his frail appearance, she insisted he stay in her hotel room for one night to let her take care of him. The following morning he woke up and later found Leslie dead across the bathroom floor. Investigators say she died of an asthma attack.

When in Germany, Anton owned a car which, at one point, required maintenance. He did some of the work himself, only to have completely fixed it himself. He came to the realisation that he knows cars well, and he decided to use this as an advantage to get a job, even though his bank account was proof he wouldn’t need one. Working primarily as an auto-mechanic, he also offers to fix other things, such as clocks and music boxes.
About a year after waking up with no clear memory, he came across a broken music box during one of his visits to Alaska. He has yet to fix it.

Anton was in Japan when a man found him fixing a car and asked him to work with some of the street racers. His first street racing client was a woman named Mika, who introduced him to the concept of ‘one-night stands’. Since then, he has met the street racing crew on multiple occasions around the world. They are, in a sense, his only friends.