What’s your hobby? Is it the same one you had from childhood, or has it changed? I made a promise to myself last week, to submit a blog twice a week. I remember as a teenager with tonnes of angst, I’d feverishly write in my diary, or spew out some poetry (I still have to this day). Writing used to be my outlet; writing and cooking/baking. As I got busier, my story-writing and poetry-writing greatly slowed down. I barely I want to sit still now to pen anything. However, with the coronavirus ravaging the world, and many of us staying at or working from home, it’s an opportune time to rediscover or start a new hobby.
So here I am, procrastinating one thing to do another. That’s how busy I am, or I think I am. I like to think that I am a keen observer of people…I people watch, creating stories in my mind while I observe. My observation and general judge of character are usually correct. My general feeling about someone is pretty good. Not perfect, my own flaws sometimes colour my perception of people, but I try to analyse why I feel a particular way about someone.
This is the reason I enjoy writing, my imagination weaves stories in my mind, and pen and paper are usually the outlet. My hobbies as a child, not only included the writing of poems and stories, but voracious reading. If there was a book, comic or dictionary in the house, I read it. I think that was called nerdish. Except, I was not smart…unless it was history, geography, English literature/language…maybe Spanish and French. Anyway, point is, I hated studying, but I loved reading things. Next was my love of cooking, as soon as my grandmother would allow me, I was in he kitchen, in front of the stove cooking or baking something.
So, back to writing. I want to do that. My imagination and need to express myself through writing has not diminished. It would be nice to see what can come out of this brain, and through these fingers.
Which childhood hobby would you like to explore? Will you try it again? I would love to hear from you. Eventually, I want to clean up or adult up my poems and stories (when will that happen?) and publish them. My teen years/thoughts were pretty dark.
So that’s it…as soon as I can travel, I’ll be on an aeroplane, but in the meantime I will resume writing something again. My views are quite different from my teens years, so poetry does not have the same appeal to me. It was an outlet for my feelings, my feelings are less intense…and quite boring now.
Let me know your answers, and how your hobby goals are progressing.