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The floral scent of Kate’s hair brings him back to earth. How sweet it is to lay in her arms. Their relationship had grown even stronger since his release from hospital three months earlier. The impulse to share his desires with her had seemed at times selfish, at others completely ludicrous. Why risk wrecking their perfect balance for a whim?
This is a snippet from my WIP, a part I'm so happy about.
I've been writing fanfiction for two months, and I'm still amazed at how incredibly hard it is to convey things in a language that's initially not my own.
I've been studying (partly) in English for years, did my Master's degree in English, I've been consuming content in that language for almost half my life and yet...
Actually writing out something that's well crafted, that flows, that engages the reader (I'm my first reader and, as a lot of other writers I suppose, my worst critic),... is so incredibly difficult to me.
In many ways, it feels like work.
But I wouldn't say that's a bad thing. It's a task I love taking on because the result, when it's done right, fills me with incredible joy.
I do resort to Deepl at times, because I'm so used to writing prose in French. But I feel like this doesn't impair the result and helps me feel less stuck on the page.
But man, I really would have never guessed before starting this how slowly it comes together.
Mad respect to all writers out there, none of it is easy. But today, I'd like to pay madder respect to non-native writers because dude, that shit is even less easy.