Here is a little peep into me – Despite all the imperfections, I thank God for who I am, who he has made me to be. One of the things I love most about myself is me, my personality(funny,isn’t it?) One of […]
Here is a little peep into me – Despite all the imperfections, I thank God for who I am, who he has made me to be. One of the things I love most about myself is me, my personality(funny,isn’t it?) One of the greatest gifts that God gave to me apart from my writing skills is my cognitive ability. I love thinking, oh! I think a lot. I dream, I envision, I sneak a peek into the future through the window of my soul as if looking through a crystal ball. I could be alone for days just thinking. A lot of people around me see this as a very bad habit; family, friends and foes alike. They all tried talking me out of it but it didn’t work. It is that bad. It is a habit, a norm, a hobby, a way of life because that is where I draw my strength from.
When life gets overwhelming, I simply dig into the unplumbed depths in my soul, I withdraw and hide there until it is safe to come out again. It is a safe haven for me.
In days when I’d been extremely busy, my soul tapped me back into the need for solitude, for seclusion. I have great analytical skills so I envision things before they happen, looking at circumstances surrounding it. So, things hardly come to me as a shock. I get brilliant ideas when I think(90% of which has helped me to move forward) which is why, whenever or if am down, no one can easily talk me out of it until I get to a certain stage on my own where I can reach deep down into the core of my inner mind and draw out deep answers, solutions for myself.
Do not envy me because you wouldn’t want to suffer the downside of it, the most peculiar of which is depression. That is the nightmare you gain from thinking so much. Through my thought, I’ve been able to get answers to issues in my heart. I try to understand why people act the way they do, why they tell lies to save face (the truth hurts once but lies hurt many times over).
Through my thought, I get blogging ideas. I write 98% of my blog posts in my mind, I don’t transcribe from paper to keyboard. I structure d paragraphs, heading and body, in short, the story takes shape in my mind then I begin to type, just like that. Most of the time, I don’t have the patience to re-read what I’ve written(bad habit) but it has always been accurate except for few times(flash fiction error).
Well, this ability is all part of my melancholic nature(smiles). That is ‘our’ greatest strength. We are deep thinkers, we have great analytical skills, we take issues of life and love deeply. That is why every great writer has a large dose of the melancholic character. It starts from being alone, drawing characters in your mind, daydreaming about life situations. Whenever we overcome our emotional upheavals, no one can understand or imagine what we’ve been through, we simply get our groove back, ginger our swagger, wipe away the dust and carry on happily. We are that flexible…A big shout-out to all the mels in the house, thumbs up!!!
I guess most readers of this blog are mels,maybe that is why they don’t drop their comments or interact with me on this page. But am sure my guess is wrong. There are a lot of witty,exuberant individuals who only read this blog in passing yet it makes their day. They are my silent readers. If you are one of them, please shed that toga of silence.
Believe me when I tell you, blogging is not interesting without feedback/interaction/communication from readers. It simply becomes boring. So, I would be justified to say I went ‘awol’ the last time cos I thought I was just doing my thing alone. I didn’t know a lot of people were actually reading in naij and the diaspora. It was my absence that made me know I was accountable to a lot of people.
Let’s always have your comments even if it is just ‘hi’. Give me issues you want me to write about, feedbacks,ideas. Let’s make it more interactive.
I spend more time on naijastories.com these days because my story has been trending there since I posted. I get a lot of reviews,feedbacks, comments which are humbling. I sure enjoy my time there. But this is home. Let’s catch some fun together. I’d appreciate your comments.
Well, some people do send me private messages on facebook. Some share my stories. I am highly indebted to those people. I am not looking for applause(I have enough of that already) what I want is encouragement.
My good friend,Traj is always ready to shout my name to the rooftops each time I post. She encourages me in no small measure.
She always has something like this to say ‘ my ever inspiring lexicographer of our time, my one and only poet,olasiyan olanike has done it again with her pen!!!…..bravo sis
My good friend, bukky Elemo(I don’t know when she’s going to step foot on this soil again) also sent me this reminder “olasiyan yetunde! Pls don’t let your talent go to waste o. I’ve always known you were a talented and prolific writer, right from wesley days…God is your strength.
My good friend, Dare Oye said “you write from your heart….
My good friend, kayode balogun is always sharing on facebook. I salute you,bro. He was among the first people who reached out to me when I started this blog.
My good friend, mabel winjobi is always sending her comments, she doesn’t just pass by,she encourages me a great deal. Thanks dear.
I can’t believe I’ve typed this much. See you next time. Happy weekend. X0XO
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