Phew! Finally today is the last day and this is the last post of this series called Blogging Marathon. Though, I don’t want to end this story for it has become a part of me and my daily life through this one month. Juggling between household chores, my naughty kid, and my weight loss regime, I fell in love with Tanvi.
This basic framework of this story had been at the back of my mind for a few years now. But I continued to procrastinate, doubting my idea forever and never having the strength to complete the journey. But, this blogging marathon changed everything.
Today when I write this epilogue, I have written around 43 chapters and covered Tanvi’s journey over experiences that were paranormal, strange love, social issues, and conscious awakening. Tanvi have evolved from a confused person to someone who is assured and resilient.
There are shades of me and my experiences behind Tanvi’s journey. While Tanvi learnt many a lesson in life, I learnt many a lesson about writing. I too evolved as a writer. Completing the journey of Tanvi, I realized I can create characters, weave a situation, visually express a setting, and take the story forward through arch, plot and suspense in the story. I also know my limitations and weaknesses, and resolve to keep practising and improvise.
Long back I had joined a writing workshop where they talked about nuances of writing. I diligently took notes and listened to every pearl of wisdom carefully. But, I never wrote. I have a new found confidence that I can weave a story. There were friends and well-wishers, though very less in number, who followed my story chapter by chapter. They motivated and gave feedback. And, I continued writing. Trust me, there were times I almost gave up and wouldn’t write for a day or two. I would doubt my writing. I would think I am wasting away my time and energy. I would almost begun to procrastinate. I would feel intellectually drained. And, then pop would come a private message on my Facebook page saying, “Hey! I am following the story. What is going to happen next?” and I would feel something mushy in heart and responsible in mind. I would write – if not to win but to be honest to my readers and to be honest to my art.
There were numerous sleepless nights when at the back of my mind the story would keep developing – What new twist should I give? How should I engage my readers? How to evolve the character of Tanvi? I will miss all those sleepless nights now that the marathon has come to an end.
As the marathon was a time bound thing and there was a leader board always pushing you to write one more, to do a little better; it kept the motivation going. The blogging marathon gave me ideal platform to practice and hone my writing skills.
Today, at the last tday of marathon I feel nostalgic of my journey and of Tanvi’s journey.
I leave you out there to live, my dear Tanvi. I leave a piece of my heart with you. Farewell! Amigos.
Read the previous chapter here – Chapter 42 – The End Or New Beginning Of Life’s Navigation?