In memory of J.R.R. Tolkien

Ever since I was a child, I remember being immersed in fantasy. I used to dream about a valiant knight fighting injustice in the most noble way he possibly could. I used to dream about a wizard that would come and defeat all evil. I used to dream of a female warrior that would defy every male character and survive to tell the story.

Ever since I was a child, I remember wanting to make a difference in the world. To create something bigger than itself and give hope to others just like so many other authors have done before. Like so many others had done to me.

Today, I went to the cinema to watch Tolkien. The movie was absolutely brilliant. It made me see just how much I needed to know about Tolkien's backstory and see how far this orphan boy went.

I sat through the whole movie, not even looking at my phone once - which on this day and age takes a lot of dedication. I was left with so much wonder, how four young boys vowed to each other they would keep the arts alive. How that mission changed all of them and kept them on the path that gave us The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. How it changed so many lives and shaped many others into being much greater than they ever thought possible.

Those four boys were everything the world needed and it made me so sad finding out what happened to them. What all of them went through up until their final days. But at the same time, it gave me hope. If Tolkien managed to survive a war, search for his friend and in the end he still managed to remain creative and trying to change the world with the talent he had... It was so remarkable to see how far he had come from being a little boy who spoke Latin to developing his own language and a world for it to exist.

Now, all of this makes me think about how far I have come. How everything I have left behind and tried to do. How far I have managed to stray from what I first intended to do... But most of all, how much there is still for me to figure out. Tolkien didn't know what he needed until he met Professor Wright. He didn't realise how much he could achieve until his friend and him promised to carry on with their talents.

This is what I hope to achieve one day. To be considered someone who despite all odds, carried on and continued to strive to greatness. Someone who gave their life to do as much as she could while still remembering to live, to read, to enjoy life... But most of all to endure all the pain and misery thrown her way.

No, I do not plan to go to war and see my friends die. I do not plan on stopping and stomping on my dreams of being an author.

What I plan to do, is carry on and support my friends. Be it through their art; through their writing; or even the way they direct movies. My friends are talented. My friends are amazing. They deserve someone to fuel their creativity, to remind them how far they've come and exactly who they are and who they strive to be.

Maybe we should form our own TCBS... Our own little club, where we carry on sharing our ideas, our thoughts and our projects. Together we will change the world and people's minds.
But then again we already have. We have always called ourselves "Miúdas do 9oB" this is our TCBS. This is how we support each other

Together we will achieve greatness and make the world a better place.

Stay tuned to see what we will achieve, because I promise you... It will be worth it.