I remember when I wrote my first proper story at ten It was called Gateway to Heaven.
When My grandad died I found myself preoccupied With the notion of the afterlife Cause I could not believe that someone Like him could simply be gone. Couple that with an obsession With space exploration And what you got was a spiritual sci-fi.
To be honest it was more a screenplay I bought it into class for some reason one day Not sure why Maybe I wanted someone to read it. Left it on my desk and went for a **** And when I got back my teacher Who had a bit of a flare for the amateur dramatics WAS reading it.
I was met with an intrigued gaze as I walked back in, I remember thinking ahh why are you going through peoples things?! That's rude! (Although I secretly knew she would)
Tryin not to blush as she asked Me questions about it, then asked me to stand up and read the plot out to the class.
At this point what you've got to factor in is that I was incredibly shy, hmm no maybe not shy, more under confident. Not cripplingly so, don't get me wrong I was incredibly social, was very popular in my class as a child but when it came to sharing thoughts of my introspection, any talent or shows of confidence, well let's just say I'd learnt to keep that **** to myself...
But I stood up and read it.
And was met with a mass of baffled gazes, a memory that I don't think will ever leave me. To be fair it was pretty out there, all black holes, theology and grief. The silence that fell, matching the silence of space itself makes me wary of silences still. That eternal moment Tryin to Guage the judgement thinking oh **** it! now everyone knows I'm weird, shoulda just stuck to my status quo in my final year.
But it was broken eventually by my friend Funmi who said "I don't get it" I'll never forget it, it was sorta funny, mostly disappointing. I wish I had the mentality at that time to think these guys just ain't ready for me but I guess that was that, class went back to what it was doing, teacher came up with a look of approval and some words of encouragement which was odd, she wasn't my favourite teacher at all and she knew it full well and i spose that marks my underwhelming moment in the spotlight...
*Although I've always maintained the belief that it'll shine bright on me one day or maybe I'll outshine it
After being holed up for the past few weeks watching back to back space documentaries and Interstellar on repeat..having to reassure my Dad that he doesn't have to get emotional every time as we're not in that situation XD I started thinking about my own sci-fi creation and how moments in life really do shape you