Alejandra Feliciano

Why hasn't anyone written in 5 years wth? Are you inactive here or... anyways are you doing well? Im reading ur book rn and i just cane ti check ur profile and stuff

R U STILL ALIVE IMY

Hallooooo?  I tremendously relished your book "Dear Amna(Untold Words and Some Burning Thoughts)". It's, indeed, a suigeneris craft! An art that inside it authenticity is captivatingly embedded!
          
           Precisely, I love it. 

<3 your writing style. 

I think your writing is amazing. You speak exactly from your heart and I love what you put into words, what you feel, Its really deep stuff. I also want to mention how I came across your book because It was so werid and kinda funny. So.....I was randomly searching up my name and guess what i found. A book with my name on it. How cool right?  .......After that, I just couldn't stop reading. 

The point is, leaving for these couple of months has granted me a thousand moments of sadness, and for more horrible and egocentric this might sound, it has also granted me a thousand moments of happiness.  
          I will never, ever, EVER change writing. All my followers (which I love with the most tremendous sincerity), please believe me. Writing is my goal. No, not my goal. It’s my lifestyle. Whenever I’m around a group of adults and I get the big question, I feel this unbreakable, undeniable, unfailing feeling of proudness when I say: “Well…I want to be a writer” and they suddenly stare at my face with another perspective. As if I was a different being from the one to whom they asked the question. That? That screams a sole truth: Writers are respected. Writers are admired. Writers are wanted.
           Writers are life. 
          
          *I will be answering all private messages, book, and profile comments in these following days. I CANNOT WAIT to talk to you guys and thank you a million, a trillion, a gazillion (yes, cheesy. I agree) for all the beautiful feelings you have made me feel*

It is not humanly possible for me to write an apology letter for my five month disappearance in 2,000 words. Still, I will use my only ability (if I still possess it) and toss some finely carved thoughts from a very profound, probably bottomless, part of my heart. 
          
          I am entirely, with all the entirety of the word entire sorry for my absence. In fact, that does not even do justice to how sorry and really, ashamed I feel. 
          
          I realize the causes for my sudden leave are quite important, yet I still find it very difficult, in some moments troubling, to achieve a clear cause. However, if I could summarize everything it would most likely end up in a single phrase: I got tired. 
          
          Tired of feeling how when everything was going so unbelievably well in my writing, out of the blue words began growing apathetic towards me. I kept it in silence, in a most precious secret. Probably ignoring the grade of difficulty words had upon the clock, labeling it as a mere and fleeting "writer's block". But the fog of such block began to slip away, and I began to see the reality: I had wanted to capture words so well; I had gotten trapped in my own attempt. Words now were suddenly an encrypted mystery I was not able (or meant) to decipher. They were there, all for me to have; yet I could not figure out the way to use them. They made me feel unable and I was not going to let them torture me anymore. Therefore, I took a step back (or many. In fact, five to be exact, if “steps” can be metaphorically used as months) and propose to myself a new path to explore. 
          
          I discovered things about myself (or to be more specific, things I was able to do) I didn’t have the most remote idea I could formulate. It turns out I’m fantasTÍC at the kitchen (oh yeah, baby), can paint a canvas more than my carpet while doing it (it is a self-compliment, if you’re on doubt), and other things I’m good at but can’t put my mind into remembering.

Wow I'm glad I'm not the only person that deeply considers the possibility of life's authenticity hehehe or IN OTHER WORDS I sometimes wonder if any of this is real or an illusion like you say in you bio
          
          Okay well Have a good day :)

Can you check my first story Why Did You Leave?

I AM GUESSING YOU ARE DEAD 
          DON'T BE.