Auctions, As Threatened

For the first time in maybe a decade, I have decided to write original work. For the most of my writing journey, I’ve mostly been writing fan fiction, which requires different way of writing compared to original fiction. While my skill has improved over the years, most of it came from writing fan fiction, a medium that requires a different type of writing. The reader already knows the characters they’re reading about, and even if put in a different setting than the original, one can recognize the characters even with certain details changed.

Original fiction is a different beast. It requires more work if you want things to be understandable from a world point of view, including building characters from ground up. The reader doesn’t know them, they have to meet them through the book as time goes on.

When I was a kid, I always dreamed of having a book set in a fantasy setting or something more medieval, since some of my favourite settings were like that. I adored the BBC Merlin TV show and one of my favourite movies were Lord of the rings, and later on the Hobbit, of which I also read the book in middle school. I also liked the Narnia movies, so most of the things I enjoyed I also wanted to create. So looking at it now, it is funny that the things I am writing is grounded in reality, in a time period not too far away from today.

Another task that I have on myself is writing this in my native language. For over a decade, I’ve been writing fan fiction in English, for the simple reason that people who were going to read this would do so in English, not in a small Balkan language most of the world doesn’t know. While I’ve done my fair share of papers and other non-fiction writing for the sake of studying, doing so for fiction felt awkward for the first few paragraphs. After so long of writing in English, I forgot that my own language is not even that bad to write in. Maybe because this is original fiction and not fan fiction.

My point with all of this? I’m happy I finally got to write this. The idea itself has been on my mind for a couple of months, and I’m glad I’m not putting it into reality. I have no idea when this will be done, it might take years, it might take a few months, but I’m getting there. This isn’t the only thing I’m writing at the end of the day.

So far so good. I’m happy with how this is going.