Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Another Brick in the Wall

For nearly two and a half years, I built a wall around my writing. I blamed it on not having any time. I made the excuse that I didn’t have anything interesting to write about. I worried that, as Fella might say, this is all a load of narcissistic blather.*
Is this all just narcissistic blather?!
Like right now, I want to crumple up this page and go get drunk because what’s it all for?!?! But since I can’t do either…
I suppose I have to remind myself that this is what writers do. They share of themselves. And I also have to remind myself that there are people out there (hello!) that care about what I have to say about things. (Right?!) And I have creative things to share with the world!
So it’s not going to be easy, but I need to get out of my own way and just let this happen.

*He does not say that, at least not exactly. But probably something along those lines. Or maybe he has, just not about me. In fact, he’s been staying up late with me as I continue on this NaBloPoMo journey. And by “staying up late” I mean he falls asleep on top of the covers until we both get under the covers together. Anyway, I feel supported. Even if it’s in my head.

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