Sometimes I get off track… I have these brilliant ideas to write for the masses in hopes to make it big. That I will “be discovered” and get to “quit the day job” and do this for the rest of my life.
I have dreams of traveling around in a little RV… Pulling into various towns and blogging about all the unusual places and people I come across. But I can’t quite seem to find my niche writing like that yet. So here I am… Writing about my rambling thoughts.
Shakespeare once said, “to thine own self be true”, and that’s what I have to continually remind myself. Whenever I attempt to force my writing it seems forced. We all see it, we feel it. It’s almost painful to read.
It’s actually almost painful to write. And that makes me sad. I have these thoughts and ideas floating in my head and I can’t quite get them down on the screen.
I suspect that when the time is right it will happen. It’s like a Japanese proverb. I sometimes feel that is how I write and that is how I speak… one proverb after another.
For now I will stick to what I feel comfortable with. I will not force it. I will let the words flow out. They are cathartic as they flow through me. Bit by bit I am able to uncover the joy.