Monday, August 3, 2015

My Journey's Beginning...

If I do actually use this blog, the purpose of it  is to discuss my YouTuber goals. I use the term  YouTuber to describe the main goal, but it  doesn't define my final destination. Overall, I  feel like I am meant for far more than I am  doing now. I see what others are doing, and I  crave it. I have this strong feeling that I am  capable of the same things, if not more. I just  need earn it. 

I started actively using my Channel in  November of 2014. It took a lot of pushing  from a special someone to get me to put  videos online. When I first recorded, I  watched the videos and burst into tears.  "That's some other girl and not me" I cried, "I  don't know who she is but she isn't me." I was  stricken by upset at how my voice sounded,  how round my cheeks were, how preppy and  unintelligent I spoke. I had formed this  picture in my head of who I was and didn't see  it reflected on my screen. In my head, I had  created my own version of myself, and it was  not her. I should of understood that time and  nervousness can alter how a person comes  off, but I was so new to seeing myself from  someone else's eyes. I put the videos online  anyway, most of them anyhow. I struggled a  lot at first. I'd mess up a recording by saying a  word wrong and think that was the end of it. I  was too perfectionist when I didn't need to  be. Technology wasn't always on my side  either. Once, I recorded 6 hours of Shadows of  Mordor game play, only to find out after that  no game sound was on the video. It was all  ruined and I felt so bad. I cried about it too. I  learned then to always test more footage  before I start a game; a hard lesson. 

Eventually I started to open up a little more  when I started my first series, Mad Father. I  wanted to let people connect with me and I  felt the continuity of a series would allow me  to become comfortable, and it did. I acted our  the characters when I read the words and  learned I enjoyed that more than I'd thought.  The constant action and occasional  jump scare or intermission allowed me time  to speak freely but not pressure to speak too  much. it was a nice feeling. I soon turned one  series into many, finishing several horror  pixel games as quickly as I could. Finishing  one in particular, The Crooked Man, got  tedious since it was longer than I'd hoped. At  first I was bothered by it, until I quickly  realized that the fact that I had recorded so  much of it was a very great thing. Several  months ago I had not had any videos at all.  Struggling to finish a series was actually a  blessing since I had a series online to begin  with. It made me happy.

Then I tried it, I recorded my first visual novel.  I searched online for days trying to find one  that wasn't adult or sexual. Its not that I am  against those games, I just find it cheap. I  wanted to show what I could do with a real  story, not feed my subscribers nether regions.   I remember on that day I was nervous at first,  but the moment I began to read I felt a great  calm. The game was relaxing, and I let myself  melt into the world of the characters. Their  voices developed more as the series went on  but I didn't care about the irregularity. It was  my first voice over style game and I was  proud. Months ago this imperfection would  have made me cry but this time I relished it. 

Overall, the support I have gotten has been  the biggest help to me. When I see the same  names pop up in YouTube comments week  after week it makes me smile. Numbers don't  matter to me unless real people with  interaction lay behind them. I started using  Twitter and finally figured out the rhythm of it  all, gathering a group of regular friends. Even  though these people don't know me in the  flesh they helped keep me encouraged, sent  me kindness during my grandmother's death,  my sickness and down times, and have just  been there when I needed them. I wonder if  they realize how much their sweet tweets  and messages mean to me? I'd go list them all  off here but I'd be afraid I'd forget someone,  which honestly is a great thing. It means I am  blessed with a lot of beautiful humans in my  life. <3 I don't care what they look like, where  they are from, or anything else about them  other than that they show kindness in their  words and what they do.

I wasn't really sure what this entry was for...I  started out wanting to type a brief history of  my journey so far and this is what I wrote! I  don't know if anyone will read this, but I feel  like writing is good for the spirit and soul.  Maybe I will keep this up~ We shall see. :)

~missfushi
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1 comment:

  1. I liked reading this. :)
    Thanks for sharing Fushi.

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