What better way to cherish a journey than to look back and see how far you have come. I didn't start with the intention of going on a blogging spree and churn out something or the other every few days. Instead it was a deliberate attempt to let the creativity grow organically and just see what shape a primitive idea takes as I spend time trying to cultivate it into a blog. Something which can be as complete as I can make it. Each one goes through an iteration of its own. What may start as a short essay may find itself transformed into a long story as more ideas bounce back and forth. Maybe I have to curb myself from adding another verse when I see that the poem is already too long.
I have tried to tackle stories that sometimes completely rely on the wings of my imagination or sometimes narrate incidences that have happened to me or someone I know. Either ways the story teller wanted to convey something that gets the reader hooked for just the right amount. Truth be told, it's me who keeps coming back to read them over and over again. No, I am not obsessed with what I have written, but I keep proof reading them and still find some spelling error, some ill constructed sentence which I ought to correct at earliest or atleast think of ways on how I could have made it better. That helps me put the right effort in the next blog that I want to put forth.
What good is a post without feedback! That's what some of the comments have done for me. Appreciate me for something good that has been written or be upfront about how things could be better. It only shows that someone reading the blog is invested in the story and feels that it is relatable at some level. As for constructive criticism, I have braced it with open arms. It lets me know there is always a scope for making it better, taking it up a notch.
The blog itself is a reflection of life around me, an interpretation of things the way I understand them. As life goes on and unfolds previously unknown facets, I will have a different perspective on things, which will make me feel the need to tell a different story. In that sense, I really do not have an idea about how long do I plan to keep writing. I have seen my hiatus once a while, but have managed to gather my thoughts for yet another blog. In that sense I do not want to stop, I won't stop ... rather I can't, because its the ebb and flow of ideas. Ideas that gradually take form and once they have been given enough thought, they have a life of their own.
As I stand at this milestone of fifteen years of "The Storyteller", I have looked back, long and hard and found myself pondering over so many of my blogs. As I reminisce over them I realize, what was nascent once, is now a full blown collection of my writings, musings, poems and much more. Here is a toast to this avenue I have curated for myself. The journey thus far has been immensely fulfilling and may it continue for a long time to come. It is manifesting itself into something that will not end so soon. It is a voyage into the world of words henceforth limited only by my lack of will or a dwindling count of new ideas.
