I thought of doing something a little special. But more on that in a little bit!
So apparently, there are now 301 of you following my little blog- why, I have no idea (I do really, it’s coz I am witty as hell.) But boy, do I love you all for it. I love the active ones of you just that little smidge more! #GotsToBeHonest
You know though, this exciting event highlights a point I have gone on and on about quite a lot and that is; follower numbers don’t matter all that much. Because in my 2 years here, I have never gotten 200 views or likes or comments. In fact, my likes etc. almost never seem to fully represent the number of followers I have, so I learnt to stop focusing on increasing my followers just to see that number grow yonks ago. I just take the love as it comes now!
When I do hit another milestone however, it is always an excuse to blog about something. When I hit 100, I did a little random facts about me post… when I hit 200 I
boasted about it wrote a little thank you note, ahem. Now we have 300 Alhamdulilah, I am grateful. WordPress didn’t notify me this time, the inconsiderate thing, I found out by accident, so I have no screenshot to prove it. Ergo, I made my own! #ProblemSolver
My most active followers at the moment are my Sinan and Leyla (if you don’t know, get to know) lovers so for you guys, I have compiled a list of little known facts about the story I am writing, just for the fun of it. I am not gonna share too much because that will give the ending away. I actually planned to do this when I finished writing the end, but sometimes there really is no time like the present. So here goes.
- If you are wondering about the names, then I have no idea why. I have always loved Sinan for a boys’ name. So he was Sinan from the very start. She, however, was nameless for a while. I had always wanted to write a character called Amber, but Leyla just didn’t feel like an Amber. So she eventually became Leyla when I watched a movie where the female protagonist had the same name. It helped that I always liked the name- it didn’t that most of the Leyla’s I met were actually not very nice!
- Yara was called Maya, which I now actually prefer, typical! Sumeya was called Diya. Ishaan was actually called Rehaan.
- This isn’t autobiographical at all, I know squat about arranged marriage. Sometimes, I genuinely worry a reader (who was involved in an arranged marriage) will comment, ‘this isn’t really how it works doofus!’ For the record I know that, that’s why this is fictional!
- I wrote a large chunk of the story (I wanna say three years ago) before eventually abandoning it because I ran out of steam and ideas. Then, I posted chapter one a couple of months ago, because it was Sunday and I was bored. After a few kind comments I decided to post the rest and when I reached the point where I abandoned it, I was like ‘oh my God, I actually have to write the rest now!’
- I haven’t included too many details about where the characters are originally from / ethnicities etc, because I wanted a lot of people to read it and not abandon it because they can’t relate to it. I think that was a silly decision now. I am Arab-Indian SO in my head they are too. But if you think of them as something else then that is cool too.
- I didn’t include details on looks because I wanted to leave it to the imagination. But if you are super keen, then Sinan is 6’2, he has long hair, not length wise, more volume wise- it reaches the bottom of his neck. He has hazel eyes, very light brown. He has broad shoulders, good size biceps and a stubble- always! He wears glasses when he is teaching, they are bold black frames. He is more into how he looks than Leyla so I imagine him as being trendy but I don’t really know how to write that. Which brings me on to…
- Writing guy dialogue is super hard because, manly though I may be, I am not a guy. Maybe Sinan comes across as soft sometimes, but that is coz a woman is writing him.
- You have probably noticed this already, but I am seriously into dialogue. Too much maybe, but that is my favourite part of human relationships; conversation!
- Nothing I write is irrelevant, that scene with the old lady in the bookshop who talks to Leyla about love was taking up space but I couldn’t delete because it was there to serve a purpose; I wanted Leyla to experience love from a source that wasn’t friends and family, movies or books.
- The memory that Sinan refers to in his letters of his parents playing volleyball in the living room is actually real; I remember watching my parents and being in awe that they were being so playful.
- Sinan used to be a Bio Medical Engineer before I changed his career.
- I deleted so many characters because it was getting like a zoo at one point. I think Rehaan is the only one who got a revival and I brought him back. I nearly deleted Amber because I thought Yara was enough, but I am glad I kept her.
- The photos at the end of every post are all mine. They don’t always match the text but I prefer that to not having a photo at all! Sometimes if needs be, I pick out a photo I like and write it into the story.
- Uncle Emaad’s entry was in the interest of keeping the story real. It just wasn’t going to work not having a male member of the family. It was important to me that Leyla’s family were a family of women only but I needed to give Sinan’s father a friend…😕
- I hope the riddle in chapter 16 was fun to read. It stressed me out so much to write, I nearly abandoned it! I literally used up all my lunch hour at work to think of it and was too pleased with myself when I finished it 😅
I’ll leave it there for now! I hope you enjoyed this. Thank you so much for sticking with Sinan and Leyla, I will Inshallah write more facts when I end the story if you like this post 🙂
Love you lots!