According to a source on the great world-wide-web, today (November 15th) is I love to write day.
Why I love to Write
Writing is as much a part of me as my freckles in summer, or my quirky dimpled grin.
I began to write poetry when I was 9, which was when I first began to understand that I have depression. Yes, at age 9 I understood that.
I moved into writing short stories and personal narratives at age 11. When I entered High School, I immediately joined the creative writers club and the school newspaper. I went to college study literature, with an emphasis in writing.
Why I love to write is not a hard question. I write because so oft, my verbal words will fail me. I write because I fear voicing my boldness, and showing my mischievously random creativity. I love to write because it gives me the ability to voice all of the dingy, weird, random things that bounce around in this head. I love to write because it gives me an avenue to share what I have survived.
Why I don’t Always LOVE to write
And yes, as much as I LOVE to write, I don’t love it as well. I don’t always feel like that my words or thoughts have the validity to be written down (even in type). I don’t love to write because it means a sense of vulnerability and opportunity for someone to possibly hurt me. I don’t love to write because I don’t always feel that my words are adequate or good enough. I play the comparison game too aggressively when it comes to my writing.
And the simplyspokn thing..
I had thought my time of blogging was another chapter of my history. Something that was my past, and not a part of my present.
Then Steve (of courageouschristianfather.com) happened.
Steve and I met in June of this year, and have been dating since July. He held (and holds) no quams with telling me that I need to write more here, to share more here, to let others see so much of the writing that I haven’t even begun to share here.
And I thank GOD that it happened. I am thankful that he got me blogging again, even if it is just to share quirky things in my life. Writing is a part of me, and it is something he recognized from the get go.
So Thank You, Steve, for saving simplyspokn from obscurity/total deletion.