I sometimes wished I am taller, has slimmer legs, am smarter, can cook better, can run faster, can sing better and the list goes on till it stops somewhere. Nowhere.

However I'm not exactly envious of people who has that. Slimmer legs.. or better grades... or lovelier voice or.. I just almost always find something I'm glad I do not have in them. Like... better personality, stronger character... better appetite? and many other qualities others would find that it is mere self consolation.

But. There's just one quality, talent, flair.. whatever you call it... that I'm often envious of, and that's good writing. People who write beautifully with words, sentences, paragraphs, storyline that blow readers away, that made readers feel as if they are in the book themselves.

I must admit that I read quite a fair bit, but that doesn't seem to help much in my writing. I often have problems with vocabs, sentences constructions and grammar, and that's usually where the trio - spell check, thesaurus and my best friend - google, comes in handy.

I was once a little bothered about how ordinary my writing is and my inability to use big and flowery words, and even my brother, who flunked literature, writes so much better. So Much Better that I can read the full script of his political science essay without hibernating 3 minutes into it. One fine day, Bhany simply told me that a good read is not all about bombastic words. It's about writing things that the reader can relate to and understand. It can be simple, yet meaningful.

Words of wisdom from someone usually not wise.

So I'm still here writing. Struggling with vocabs, sentence constructions, grammars and the differences between "then" and "than". Still envious of people who writes well.  Still read a lot, memorizes good lines, and not knowing how to put them into use. And still..

But at least. I take comfort in the fact that simple writing can be just as lovely. :)