Expressing oneself

This month has not been kind, but I have persevered. My writing hasn’t suffered too much despite everything, which is a relief. I tried hard to write no matter what or how I felt. Pushing through the hard times often feels like I’m walking on a heavier gravity planet, where the effort to lift my legs becomes an unbearable burden and I struggle to breathe under the oppressive gravity that threatens to crush me. Then, when the hard times start to fade, it’s like I’m transported to a planet with lighter gravity, and I walk with a lilt in my step, nearly skipping, and it’s easy to breathe and hold my head high.

Life to me is a journey, one where I am forever traveling into the future. A time-traveler to some degree I may not be able to visit the past physically, but my memories and writings take me backwards and forward through time, and even sideways to alternate timelines. I explore not just what we have today, but also what will come and what has gone before and what may never come to be. Where my pen takes me is a wild adventure that adds depth to my physical journey through time on the planet Earth. It’s always a joy when I find others with which I can share such adventures.

Lately, I’ve been exploring poetry, and emboldening the spark there in addition to working on my two SF novels. I’ve shared one poem already on this blog, and although I don’t intend to share too many here — I don’t want to lose first publication rights to all my poems, for I may try to sell a few to magazines someday – but sharing some is definitely fun and gives a better glimpse into my style. Also, helps you see a bit of who I am, for all my prose contains bits and pieces of my complexity.

My world-building series will continue someday soon. I just had to put it on hold due to circumstances in my life. At the moment, I’m reading through the last bit of Science of Aliens, so another post with that is coming soon. I’d also like to cover more of geomorphology and how one’s environment influences sentient societies. I do hope those posts are helpful for those wishing to dig deep in their world-building.

This is just a tidying up post more than anything else since I have been sadly absent from the blog this month. It’s also a reminder to myself of my resolution to stay focused this year.

By Aibird

Open the door, step inside. Here you find a forest, teeming with animals and birds, which sweeps up the sides of snow-capped mountains. Here in the small pocket of beauty, one finds the essence of my soul. A writer at heart, I delve deep into the finer details of humanity's spirit, and seek to share with others what gems I uncover. I find life exciting and full of interesting surprises, and despite the great pain that often confronts me, I persevere with the joy in my heart still bubbling, and the light of my soul still aflame. There is a time and a place to introspect one's self, but often enough it is best to not look back in regret, but leap forward in the present toward the achievement of one's deepest dreams. I am a wanderer. An explorer. One place cannot contain me for long, but to my friends and family, I remain loyal, for love is not bound by time nor place. Once cultivated and nourished continuously, it binds people together on a journey through the unknown reaches of life.


  1. I always wanted to be a writer, but guess what? I until now have been too busy. Now I have the time, but not the will power to sit down and do the writing. Writing is hard work. Maybe I am getting lazy now that I am older???


    1. It’s hard to just sit down and write. I often force myself to do it anyway. Once you get words on paper, it starts getting easier.


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