Monday, October 24, 2011

I've been thinking quite a bit about writing and what it means lately. I met a professional writer last week and during the whole conversation about writing and books it was so hard not to be jealous of him. But the great surprise was that I didn't also feel intimidated because I've become confident calling myself a writer. One day other people will work not to be jealous of me.

I've also been thinking a lot because I'm coming across "expert" opinions that are pissing me off. One writer is considered a must-read for writers and other artists and another is someone I know who's coming off pretty cocky for one so young. What bugs me most is being told that I write because I want to communicate with an audience, even if that audience is just myself.

If you ever want to piss me off, just tell me why I'm doing something.

Here is a perfect example of my writing that was not created to communicate, but to sound beautiful to my ear and look lovely on the page:

Sometimes I write just because I enjoy the activity of making letters and words on the page. So there.

2 comments:

  1. That last comment about enjoying the activity of making letters and words on the page-- I totally understand what you mean.
    This is why I am always super excited to get a new journal. All those blank pages offer so many exciting new possibilities... !

    -Stephanie

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  2. Yes! Sometimes even a new page in the journal makes me happy because it's a fresh opportunity to make that page even nicer than the last.

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