The side effects weren’t as bad today. Yesterday was terrible. I have started the new med for only less than a week, so it’s still too early to tell. I hope it will work out fine. As of now, it’s really hard for me to work, to think clearly.
I started to write my novel today. Or should I say translate my work into English? It wasn’t as hard as I expected. I’m not saying it was easy. But I’d thought it would be much worse.
I did something fun today. I asked ChatGPT to give me a writing prompt and give me some feedback. It was really fun to do. I thought I did quite well although what I wrote was pretty corny. Okay… I think I should paste the exercise here since I already did it, so here it goes:
Prompt: In a world where emotions are physically visible and can be transferred from one person to another, write a scene where a character experiences an unexpected and powerful surge of emotion.
Feel free to interpret the prompt in any way you like and let your creativity flow. Once you’ve written your response, I’ll be happy to provide feedback!
Things had never been easy for Mathew. He felt like he was the unluckiest person on earth. His parents divorced when he was just a kid, and he grew up with his aunt who couldn’t care less about him. He found comfort in food, so he became obese and was bullied by his classmates. Six months ago, he was diagnosed with severe depression.
Mathew might not realize this, but I considered him lucky because he got this one friend named Jake.
Well, Jake is a well-loved boy. Everyone loved Jake. And I meant everyone. His heart was so filled with love that his smile was radiant. Jake could befriend anybody, but he chose to be with Mathew.
Under the oak tree at school the two of them were sitting during lunch break. Mathew sat cross-legged, the look of pain on his face. Jake sat beside his best friend with his legs stretching out and one of his hands reaching out to Mathew’s hand.
As Jake’s hand touched Mathew’s hand, slowly Mathew started to smile. A strange and powerful electric surge through Mathew’s body, and all of a sudden, the pain vanished.
This might sound corny, but maybe all everyone needs is just a Jake!
I think I should do this more often. Before I started to work today, I thought my English writing skill had gone rusty and I couldn’t write anymore. I guess I was wrong.
Maybe I should just write what I want, do want I want, right? Maybe life is just as simple as that, right?
Today, I’m grateful for my ability to write.
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