So often I want to beat to my own drum. I want to be the leader and not the follower. But, to often I’ am scared to write on my own with my own prompts. Because ,if I do, will anyone read it. And what if they read it and the comment field is empty , or the like button not pressed. How, will I take it? Especially, after being part of a talented and supportive group of pub poets who’s comments to me is like unwrapping chocolate after a tough day.
But, If I stop and become the inspired instead of the inspirer and let lose my every creative thought, what than will I see. Will it be that rough road that I always seem to write about. Yet, I ‘am actually on that green screen in my mind and walking on a tread mill with self produce incline.
Yes, poets at the pub have heard this before. My own redundancy sounds much like a child mimicking me. But, as a new year approaches I aim to silence my kiddish voices and raise the cheers of my supporters. As, I will go my way where I will probably win most and lose some.
Which is to be expected, but, If I can work on my relationships, my friendships, If I can strive to run a mile a day and post art a day. Than why can’t I work towards my writing? I mean really work towards it. Has not my mile turned into two, as I choose to run or walk outside and not that monotonous treadmill. (though it is useful during rainy days or when it’s to cold outside) So, If I can put my insecure self out in the open for all to see me working to make it better. Or, that family member or friend see me humble myself for the sake of letting go and making things better. So, can I than take my writings and submit, submit, submit what is written in my heart and brain. And watch it come back to me published or edits to be had before the task is done.
And, maybe during all this I want to have a Creative’s Daily out. My personal newspaper of things that inspire me. Maybe, I want a web site where I interview these creative people I meet, set up my own poetry group , dedicate at least one of my blogs to God and Christ, show case my photos only and create a writers or positive thinking magazine. It’s all possible!
There was a time, none of the above was an real option. Because, I wanted to rely on others and there prompts to inspire me. Maybe, they want me to inspire them too. But, if we are all one color, than how can that be done? It can’t , just one is paler than the other .I What to add to whats being serviced like a verb to words not just someone that just adapts without flare. I want to be what this blog is titled and let everyone see it.
Now, with that being said yes, I’ am writing a novel and I’ am blessed with the option to eBook it or to send it out to a publisher. My, how a year can change my prospective on my writing. In the beginning of my writing adventure I just wanted to get it done. I was confused at what was next. Now, wow, the possibility of having a literary agent or not to.This is scary good stuff. Yea?
Well, I’ll see as I look at the sun and blindly make my way through this twisting and bumpy road. By, blindly, I mean I choose to only see the positive in every growth building experience of my creative journey.
Those of you who are on this road with me mark this todays date, a random day, of 12/05/12 and write down where you are at in your creative endeavors on your blog or in a personal journal and see where your at this time next year. Will , you all do that with me. Until than this Writer in progress will be doing just that in the wide open.
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