Welcome. Let’s get to it.
I have been trying to write this post for months but I never seem to find the right words. Several times per week, I’ll write this post and delete it. I can’t write anything on this site anymore. But I need to just finish this and post it so that I can jump over that mental hurdle. So, I’ll skip the flowery introduction and get the purpose of this post immediately.
While I haven’t been posting much on Soze Media lately, I have been writing. In fact, have been writing more than ever. But I’m not writing end of rotation reviews, or how-to lists, or anything of that nature. Rather, I’m writing a book. For now, the working title is “Med School Memoirs”.
It started this past fall when I was consumed by an inspiration that I haven’t felt in years. Every day, I come home and write. When I’m driving in my car, I’m thinking about writing. When I’m at work, I’m jotting ideas into a notepad. When I’m out with friends, I’m thinking about writing. It’s all I think about. I’ve blown off friends, flaked on girls, stayed up til five in morning. Not because it’s some hobby that I enjoy doing – it’s not something I want to do, it’s something I need to do.
It is a collection of short stories. Many are real, others are fiction, and some blur the line between the two. I was going to try to explain the stories but I can’t seem to do it. Some stories are directly about being a medical student, while others simply take place in the setting of medical school.
When I started writing them, I had no intention to share them, meaning I could write without worrying what readers may think – which is the best way to write and stay true to your voice. My site grows in popularity and page views every month, but I haven’t posted any of these stories due to the crippling fear that no one will care. The whole “putting yourself out there” thing, you know? It gives me anxiety.
But since I’m finally posting this announcement, I know that it must come with a teaser. I’ve written over 50 stories, and I’ll write 50 more, but the book will be a selection for 30 or so of the best stories. Therefore, once in a while until I release the book (likely early 2020), I’ll post a story that won’t make the final product and will be left on the cutting room floor. Here’s one such story, a tale of loneliness, isolation, and love. It’s the story of my old friend and neighbor, Raj.
Please read it and let me know what you think. Love you.
More to come.