My first Belldom
I'm preparing my final project and haven't been able to post what I had planned! That's still in my things to finish. However, today I found something and thought it would be nice to share what I thought about it.
More than three years ago, on February, I posted my first Belldom work, titled "Still don't know why." It may not be surprising, but I had forgotten all about it, and just recently re-found it when I came across its tag and clicked on it. When I realized what it was, I read it again, because honestly, I couldn't remember a single thing about it.
For starters, I thought it was longer and better written. But I was amazed at what I wrote there. Now, I can't remember who I thought I loved at the time, but it must have been crazy from the feels I managed to get from reading it. And here's the thing, most of my fluff comes from personal experiences and things I have felt for other people.
Those details aside, I can see I have improved somehow? Like... I could definitely write something similar to that first fic, plot-wise, but it would be SO much longer than it is right now. I feel that my vocabulary and my narrative has more to offer now, and reading this made me feel all proud and mushy inside. Even more when I saw people actually commented on it when it was posted. It was that support what motivated me to keep writing and stop being just a reader.
To this day I don't regret this choice. There is such a fulfilling satisfaction when you know someone has read your work that can't be compared to anything else. Anyway, that was it. Nostalgia calling to me. I'm daring to write some self-promotion here: if you haven't read my first Belldom, I invite you to do it now. Seriously, it won't take even 2 minutes to read the whole thing, I think xD.
More than three years ago, on February, I posted my first Belldom work, titled "Still don't know why." It may not be surprising, but I had forgotten all about it, and just recently re-found it when I came across its tag and clicked on it. When I realized what it was, I read it again, because honestly, I couldn't remember a single thing about it.
For starters, I thought it was longer and better written. But I was amazed at what I wrote there. Now, I can't remember who I thought I loved at the time, but it must have been crazy from the feels I managed to get from reading it. And here's the thing, most of my fluff comes from personal experiences and things I have felt for other people.
Those details aside, I can see I have improved somehow? Like... I could definitely write something similar to that first fic, plot-wise, but it would be SO much longer than it is right now. I feel that my vocabulary and my narrative has more to offer now, and reading this made me feel all proud and mushy inside. Even more when I saw people actually commented on it when it was posted. It was that support what motivated me to keep writing and stop being just a reader.
To this day I don't regret this choice. There is such a fulfilling satisfaction when you know someone has read your work that can't be compared to anything else. Anyway, that was it. Nostalgia calling to me. I'm daring to write some self-promotion here: if you haven't read my first Belldom, I invite you to do it now. Seriously, it won't take even 2 minutes to read the whole thing, I think xD.