A couple of days ago I watched a video titled “How to make a zine” by Jordan Clark and it introduced me to the wonderful world of Zines.
A zine basically is a self-published magazine and there is a whole community around it. People make zines with their art, poems or make collages. You could even turn it into a letter or an invitation. There are no rules, what I love about it. Some people publish them online but my favorite way to publish it is to leave it at random places for people to find.
I immediately started making some of my own and fell in love with it. Zines are a great way to express my creativity or to write my poems in. What do you think about my zine?
I really wanted to try out leaving it at random places. I even made a couple of copies but I chickened out because some of my friends were with me and I still don’t want them to know about this kind of things. Next time, when I am on my own I will definitely do it. I already made the copies.
I failed my driver’s test for the third time today. I had a blackout again and almost got into an accident if it wasn’t for my driving instructor. After that, I had a mental breakdown. I felt dizzy and like I was going to puke. I was crying and shaking.
Luckily I have my family and my friends who caught me. My dad was immediately there to calm me down when I called him. My mum quit work as soon as she heard and took me to a crafts store to cheer me up. I don’t know what I would do without them.
What happened today reminded me of the poem I wrote yesterday
Darling you can’t fly when you are scared to fall down.
Sometimes you have to take a risk before you can take off to the sky.
I will try it again and take off to the sky eventually. I won’t quit and will keep trying until I learn how to control my exam nerves. It might be frustrating (and expensive) but I won’t give up. I will keep taking the risk to fail again.
Remember the shooting star that I saw a couple days ago? It inspired me to write a short poem that I want to share with you and I would love your opinion on it. I want to get better in my writing and the only way to do that is to get some honest feedback. Don’t be shy. Tell me your opinion.
She was standing in front of the ruins of her life, staring at the sky, hoping to see a shooting star because the only thing that could save her now was for her wish to become true.