I’m about to graduate with a first class degree in Creative Writing from Aberystwyth University in Wales. I think I have to repeat this sentence in my head because I don’t quite realise how special this is. As I’m writing this, a voice in my head is already telling me that it’s not that special. But I guess I can There’s more for you to read!
I’ve been back in this flat country for almost two weeks now and will stay, for the first time since moving away three years ago, for almost two months (discounting graduation week in Wales and a short trip to Germany). While my stay will only be temporary (as I’ll be starting a master in Scotland), it kind of feels like There’s more for you to read!
It feels as if a shadow falls on me when I hear that someone has committed suicide. It reminds me that depression does take lives. A few suicides in previous years have particularly stuck with me. As a child, I was a fan of this character in a soap that was portrayed by a Dutch actor, Antonie Kamerling. In 2010, There’s more for you to read!
On New Year’s Eve In 2010, I finished a manuscript for a novel that had taken me over two years to write. Before I finished stories much quicker and for a long time, it felt like I had been standing still until I reached this new accomplishment. It felt incredible at the moment but I came down quite quickly afterwards. It had There’s more for you to read!
I only have seven days left in Aberystwyth before I move away. Reflecting back on my three years in this beautiful town, I am really quite sad to go. I chose this place based on my university course and I haven’t always been entirely satisfied with the course. But overall, if I could go back in time and change my There’s more for you to read!
I complained about the mark I received for my writing project. I wondered about what I’d done wrong. Was this piece of work, really only worth the grade it was given? Was all my work and effort for nothing and is it unfair, or am I simply claiming I’m a better writer than I actually am? I suppose all of There’s more for you to read!
During Easter break of my year at university, I was amazed. Everyone left Aberystwyth as soon as they could. It didn’t seem to matter if you had another class on Friday; everyone (or most people) definitely had to go home as soon and as fast as they could. In what seemed like just a few hours, the 15 residents of There’s more for you to read!
Today is Saturday, the day on which I was supposed to play Varsity. I am not playing because I cancelled, and I cancelled because my mental health got the better of me. I had fully intended to play Varsity… 1,5 month ago I decided I wanted to play Varsity with the university football team. 1 month ago I played my last There’s more for you to read!
It feels like I will never be an adult because my emotions are like the mood of a teenager. I can’t function like everyone else because I never know if I’m going to be ok that day. I can’t ensure that I’ll perform well because I never know if I’ll actually care that day. Who cares about the future? There’s no There’s more for you to read!
I was never one to be scared of my next destination. Many people asked me if I was scared to go to Aberystwyth, and when I answered no, it was met with admiration and surprise. Apparently, it is scary to move from a place that you know to a place that you have never been before. I didn’t feel that way There’s more for you to read!
Can you imagine that I feel so much pain that if I had a gun right now I would hold it against my head and shoot? Can you imagine that it hurts me even more knowing that I can’t do this? Because I know that pulling the trigger wouldn’t make anything better. Pulling the trigger wouldn’t get me what I There’s more for you to read!
Recently, I did research on representing ‘the unspeakable,’ something that is so terrible (such as the holocaust) that it cannot be represented in literature. Different traumatic experiences can be seen as something ‘ unspeakable’ and the debate as to whether or not it is ethical to represent such an experience is complicated. This is because language often does not do There’s more for you to read!
There are so many thoughts going through my head that I can’t write them down. It’s like when you are trying to speak but have somehow lost your voice. What if nothing can ever make it stop? And it’s all just covering it up. Just a temporary release? I don’t understand how I can feel so confident and content with There’s more for you to read!
‘I did this for you, you know,’ I say. ‘You do realise I didn’t do any research. I wouldn’t have known about this mountain if you hadn’t mentioned it.’ ‘You’re right. I could have taken you to the other little one and said: look, this is the highest mountain in South Korea. Then you’d walk up a hill in Seoul There’s more for you to read!