Have you ever looked back on something you did and thought, “That was actually pretty cool,” or “Where was that guy yesterday?”. It’s a strange thing taking a look down the old road. In many ways, you’ve become a more refined person, but in other ways you found yourself pushed against new corners you can’t seem to find your way out of. Looking back on life and reflecting on what was is both empowering and somewhat crippling.
When I first started writing I was tiny, and terrible at any form of grammar. I don’t recall knowing the difference between their, there, and they’re or your and you’re. I still make those mistakes today but mostly because it’s been overlooked rather then not having any idea a mistake was made at all. Dispite my poor grammar and not the most creative story writing I wrote it all by hand, I still remember thinking about ways to make each letter more elegant with every word I wrote. I didn’t let anything get in my way of creativity. If I wanted something to happened it happened even if it was and exact play by play of a scene in star wars.
Looking that far back seems like a different world bu so does looking just a few years ago. I remember being at amazon wondering if my career was going any further then driving a delivery truck around. It was at that moment I decided I wanted more, and so I began my writing scapadeds with the hope that maybe one day my writing could be more then just a fun hobby. Back then I had a committed heart, it may practival to think I could make a pretty penny on a blog in such a short time, but I was committed to working so it was a possibility.
I enjoy going back and reading things I’ve written. Sometimes I cringe at the spelling errors that slipped through or the sentence that makes no sense at all, or even the storyline pulled straight from the show that I happened to be watching at the time I was writing. I love to see my creativity thrive and really feel myself drawn into the imagination of a younger version of me. I truly hope one day my work is just pen and paper, keyboard and screen. Writing would be the dream, but for now I’ll look back and I’ll sift through the errors to better myself tomorrow.
Jacob Gittins 