One day I wrote a blog post about how my
inability to put down roots and stick to a single place or activity for long
had evolved. I was not supposed to write that post. I was supposed to be
working on an assignment for school due the next day. But there is a land
called Procrastinatoria and I am their queen. Instead of ten pages on voluntary
medical male circumcision, I toyed with the idea of finding myself by doing
less and being more. I wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote. Then when my
eyelids were so heavy with exhaustion that I could barely keep them open as I
clicked on the Publish button, the answer to my brother’s question came to me.
I was tired but completely satisfied. I had been so absorbed in what I was
doing that I hadn’t noticed time slipping past and the sleep creeping in. I had
stolen time from my education and spent it on my immediate happiness. Instant
versus delayed gratification. An indulgence. A guilty pleasure, one might say.
Nothing relaxes me the way writing does.
Nothing else feels so effortless even when the results aren’t perfect. Nothing
validates me the way writing does. Writing gives me wings. My writing needs no
audience. It bears witness to itself. I write because it makes me feel alive
and significant. I write because I express myself best that way. My brain moves
so fast that my mouth can’t keep up. So writing is my one chance at taking
what’s on the inside of my mind and manifesting it in the material realm. In a world with so many distractions that exact a heavy toll on introverts like me,
writing is my refuge, a welcome escape. It’s my happy place, my soft place to
land. I write because there’s nothing else I would rather do, ever. They say
you shouldn’t need a lover; you should want one. So sure, I don’t need to
write. I want to write. But I want it badly. I want it all the time like a hot
new crush. In my universe, writing is bae.
Sandisile Tshuma is a Zimbabwean storyteller, health, development and human rights practitioner who has studied molecular and cellular biology, public health, disaster management and acting from the University of Cape Town (South Africa), the University of the Witwatersrand (South Africa), the National University of Science and Technology (Zimbabwe) and the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art (United Kingdom).
Sandisile has a professional background in monitoring, evaluation and communication in sexual and reproductive health programmes with the United Nations and other International Organizations in East and Southern Africa. She is an award winning short story writer, the founding editor of AntuAke online magazine, and has curated a personal blog for five years. Sandisile's short stories, "Arrested Development" and "The Need" were published by amaBooks Publishing in two anthologies of Zimbabwean short stories. "Arrested Development" won an Honourable Mention for the 2010 Thomas Pringle Award in the short story category, has been translated into a number of languages and is included in an anthology titled "When The Sun Goes Down", a set book in the Kenyan English language curriculum at secondary school level. The Need has been translated into isiNdebele. Her first full length book, "Dandelion Dreaming," tells the story of marginalised youth in South Africa using the "photo-voice" methodology.
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