Your entire community — however you define
that; your hometown, your neighborhood, your family, your colleagues — is
guaranteed to read your blog tomorrow. Write the post you’d like them all to
see.
What does it
mean to really be a writer? Do those of
us who truly LOVE to write with a passion do it for fame and fortune? Do we
write to be recognized by our communities and our world? I don’t think so. We write because we need to. There are so
many words spilling over inside of us that we have to find a way to release
them, and it doesn’t matter who reads them because it’s not really for anyone
else. It’s for us. If someone learns
from or benefits from our prose in one way or another, that’s icing on the
cake, but it’s not the goal. I have
never had any widespread recognition for what I write, but I still write.
Why? Because from the first day my 6th
grade teacher assigned journal writing to us, and I put pen to paper, I have
never been able to stop. It’s cathartic
for me. It is a way of processing my
world. It’s therapy and how I cope with
life. It’s my way of problem solving. I
start with the negative and end with the positive, every time!! It’s just the
way it works for me. Writing it out brings
me back to my center when I am off kilter.
And it doesn’t have to be just writing on my blog or in my personal
journal. It can be anything to do with writing.
Writing books with young people, editing someone else’s writing, or
teaching writing. It’s all just as fulfilling for me because when I can share
this unusual, but very effective form of therapy with others, it fulfills me as
well.
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