What being a writer means to me
Updated: May 11
Hey all, Sernaro here and today I wanted to focus on something a little deeper than the superficial. I wanted to discuss writing and what it means to me in relation to a lot of the situation that revolves around us today. As such this will be a much shorter blog post so apologies in advance.
The years 2015 and 2016 were both very tough years for me in many, many aspects. Difficult as it may have been, writing for my creative writing class became sort of an outlet for all that. I had already picked up the hobby of writing back in high school but for me in college it meant the world that I had somewhere to vent. I knew I wasn’t very good at it but that didn’t phase me, this was just for me. If you’re all curious, I left that class with an A+ but flunked some prerequisites required for my major but at least I could say I had that one.
Today, I use writing as a similar outlet despite the numerous friends I have that are dear to me. I know they would never judge me but writing feels different, enlightening. 2020 and the beginning of 2021 has been bad. So much can happen in that time but I only wish I could go back in time or make it stand still and the easiest way to do that is by writing it down. To me, writing is an escape from reality for even just a short moment to not have to worry about anything but what the next words of my next story will be. Sernaro signing off.