One of my very first observations made in London was how everyone had a book in hand while riding the tube from Heathrow airport. I felt like I have stumbled into a secret book club that doesn't only read wine labels or the kcal column of cereal boxes. It made me really happy for that reason, especially after many hours of traumatic transit experience. It was a welcoming change from seeing people with their eyes glued to their mobile life support devices that screens the latest episodes of their korean drama serials.
I don't remember when I started to like reading but I would say that my earliest influence would be my elder brother. He is the most intelligent person in my entire family and I would always try to read everything he did when I was young. For that reason, I read books about planets – there was this specific one on Saturn which I remember reading from time to time. Honestly, I can't remember anything I read now besides relating Saturn to the Beyonce meme 'if you like it you should put a ring on it'. I also read mythology, magic the gathering fan fiction (don't look at me like that) and even Shakespeare who totally lost me at 'where art thou'.
The library was one of my favorite places when I was young (10 year old-ish). Strangely, it is also the place I would go whenever I was sad. I love how quiet it is and how easily it is to get lost in stories that are not mine. The most enjoyable part of borrowing books would be scouring the shelves high and low for the one that catches my eye. I would spend a lot of time in search of the right book, indignant that the best stories are the ones that you really take time to carefully discover. And it always is that case.
Perhaps it was the love of reading that inspired me to attempt writing. I'm currently working on my second zine now, which requires me to write A LOT. It is a challenge that I've set for myself. However my brain is quite incapable of multitasking. When I get absorbed in working on my drawings I lose the ability to effectively string words together. I've been trying really hard, only to end up running the threads over and over every word I've penned because they sound so ridiculously clumsy. Whenever it gets really busy, I wish I can split myself into tiny blobs like LocoRoco (ロコロコ). I would be able to write while liaising with suppliers, take endless trips to the printers', draw, design, fight off the Moja troops and bake a batch of macaroons while at it. Crazy, but I know it's going to be entirely worth it. I hope I will pull through this time.
Leaving you with the karaoke version to LocoRoco theme song here in case you need something to sing along to in the shower.