I feel called out by this anonymous quote I found one day on Pinterest. It is the truth, after all, I am constantly writing about them.
About the kids that I grew up with whose presence in my life now is nothing but a few Instagram notifications from time to time.
About the girl that I low-key looked up to in middle school.
About the old friends and the almost-friends and the ex-friends that I wished I talked more with.
About the strangers that I only met a couple of times and whose life stories are still etched in my memory.
And about so many others who I have met in my short 16 years of living.
Real-life mundane, often overlooked, stories always fascinate me. I believe that there is always beauty in every small interaction and conversation. In the way that our eyes lit up when hearing our friend’s stories. In the faint smile and subtle signs of contentment. Even in the knowledge that hundreds of people we meet every day each have their own lives to live, their own stories to tell.
Small moments always hold the most value, even if we don’t realize it at first.
And I always love to capture these stories and moments in my writings. I enjoy remembering overheard whispers and conversations while trying to guess or make up my version of what happened there. I like interpreting faces and gestures, attempting to figure out what kind of person they are. And I especially love to imagine alternative endings to real-life situations I experienced or heard of. This is why I started the Conversation series so that I could have a space where I could share these –hopefully somewhat relatable– semi-fictional stories.
So, I guess, consider this post as an introduction to what kind of writing I’m going to publish more in this blog. Of course, there would still be book reviews here and there and occasional stories about some of my experiences. But also expect more of these semi-fiction pieces and personal reflections, where I will be writing stories inspired by people I know in real life (and yes, it might be about you :D).