One of my favorite bloggers, The Bloggess, recently wrote an article entitled: “The Answer to the Question “Is Blogging Dead?” “ and it really struck a chord with me, not only for her abundant use of the word butthole, but also because of the way she writes about writing. It is with a passion and a furiousness.
She goes on to say that writers write because they have to write. I watch the artist in the same way. He paints because he has to paint. It is in him and he must get it out.
I quit writing a long time ago because someone had some negative things to say about what I wrote. I remember she called it “less than fresh”. It hurt so bad that I quit my first blog and I had worked very hard on it. It was my baby. I also quit because I have a spelling deficiency. I spell some of the same words wrong all the time. I also spell really easy words incorrectly and have no problem with really hard words, it is weird. But having this spelling deficiency, as I like to call it, has really messed with my confidence.
But as time went on, I got the itch again. I did not know what I was going to write about, but I needed to write. I couldn’t get the itch out of my head. I sent really long thank you letters. I wrote in my journal. I fantasized about writing. I read articles about writing. I dreamed about writing.
Finally, I came back and started a whole new blog, one that I could be proud of again. It isn’t perfect. I wish I had pictures and other fancy plug ins, but it is me and I am proud to put my name on it and call it mine. It is my work in progress, misspelling’s and all.
In short, I too write because I must write. It is a passion within me, a flame, a burning desire to let loose on the page, no matter where my thoughts take me. No matter how much I try to deny this passion within me. Yes, I filter some, but I hope that you can see the real me who is just a person trying to get her soul out and share it with whomever wants to read this.