My parents have encouraged me to write a book, of poems, song lyrics, these blog posts and so on. Thats actually a very good idea. Before I converted to islam, I was somewhat an artist. Wrote songs and poetry, performed a little and was a small part of a group which members have succeeded with their artwork so well. Alhamdulillah. These people I used to know, were so inspirational and fun people, with a great passion for writing.
When I moved on with my life and different things started to interest me, I kinda stopped with all that stuff. And I regret it. Becose art is one of the best ways to express yourself, and it can be made halal way. No need to make statues, no need to use intruments for example. Poetry, novels.. its something I know and it has so many ways to be, so its more of an unknown territory + an old dear friend at the same time.
I was surprised when my parents came to me with this idea. And thrilled :) I think now would be a good time to start gather the texts, write new ones and bounce the ideas around, now when Im not actually working and I have a lot of time. Alhamdulillah. I dont have a clear idea yet, but from tomorrow, in sha Allah, I take the first steps. It could be a good story, something from the past combining the presence. Even now I get butterflies in my stomach thinkin of this, becose it just would be such a great accomplishment, to really write a book. To share these texts with people. I have been described as a sincere writer, and I know my poetry and songs have moved people, according to the feedback I have got. So I think there is potential, in many ways, not just beeing some nonsense.. And as these days go by, I have felt that writing is something, what I really need, where I can escape, to reason my thoughts and show parts of my life to others as an advice. So its really tempting to take a next step and challenge myself.