i've been inspired to write this in a public way...
public in the sense that this is free to read,
free to respond to and that puts me in a very vulnerable position.
i have always been a writer,
those words . i. am. a. writer. get stuck in my throat like a dry pill.
until college i was a closet writer.
then, i was forced to read aloud, critique, analyze.
i began to enjoy the
sweat, the pressure, the dialogue.
i guess that is what i want from this.
a dialogue. with other writers.
open writers. closet writers.
a dialogue with myself.
to force myself to write. despite.
despite laundry. bills. dishes. television. husband.
despite myself.
(thanks kathleen)
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
the beginning of the end...
Posted by Jess at Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Labels: deep thoughts, inspiration, on writing
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that was some quick thinking! i am glad you are joining me. so can i put a link to you on my page or are you not ready for that yet? let me know!
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