I consider myself to be a singer and a musician, but the truth is…I need to just admit it. I’m a writer. It’s as important to me as my music and is as important to me as the air I breathe. I love twisting and sorting through words to create something that is beautiful, and in fact, the whole creative process is something that I hold in the highest regard.
I write everyday in this blog, but the reason why this topic is in the forefront of my mind today is because I got together with a co-worker & friend last night, and we wrote a script. This is the second time I’ve done this kind of writing – this time with a new writing partner. I am so happy with our results, and the entire evening of escaping into our imaginations was a blast! I loved every moment of it, and I’m kind of on Cloud 9 today as I’m just smiling from ear to ear knowing that we came up with something special for the children who are to be in our original production.
Loving writing is nothing new for me, but I’ve never really labeled myself as a writer. I think I can finally say that, in fact, I am one. It was not my major in college, but does it need to be? Do I need to be a novelist or a reporter to have “writer” under my belt? I don’t think so. A writer is someone who has no choice but to write just out of the sheer joy of writing. That is how I feel about my music, too.
So, I am walking into this day with a new moniker and listening to Natasha Bedingfield sing her song “These Words.” The song is about the very same topic…her joy of writing. Click HERE to listen and watch the very creative video on Youtube. I need to run along with my day and jump out of my writing to face off with my responsibilities, but you never know….maybe I’ll just write about them.
