On Becoming A Wordsmith

So, here it is! I’m making a commitment to myself, I’m going to write more. Not just in blog form, but creative writing mainly. I know, I tell myself this at least 50 times a day. There’s no reason not to. I don’t write for anyone, I’m not trying to get my stories read, in fact, they are just an outlet and I prefer it if they stayed private. So, it doesn’t matter if I suck, right? Right!

Writing has always been an easy way to express myself. Stories came easily and that’s all I did when I was younger. Well, write and read. I belonged to a YA book club, made numerous trips to the library. Vision problems stopped me from reading long ago, but I do miss it. The perk however, is being read to! Of course, it’s not the same as fully immersing myself, in a quiet space and truly breathing every word.

Throughout Jr and Senior high school I took creative writing classes and journalism. I wasn’t really planning on becoming a journalist but it was so much fun working on the school paper. Seeing my name in a byline is something I’m especially proud of. I loved being part of producing something that was about school spirit and pride. Yeah, sure, it wasn’t hard hitting news but it did help me. I was the Associate Editor and my duties included conducting interviews, proofreading, copy editing/writing, writing articles and generally helping out, as well as handling ad sales. I had my hand in every part of that paper. Good times.

I’ve tried over the last few months but scrapped my WIPs. The character I was developing isn’t one I think I can continue with. That makes me really sad because she was glorious. Maybe I can use elements of her?

So back to this commitment, I think it will help keep my brain clear. I suppose it is a form of therapy, and I think we all could use a little of that. It’s just another way of keeping myself engaged with life. I really do get stuck in my own little world and I enjoy isolation too much at times. It’s easy to get comfortable and putting myself out there, in the world, is scary. One one hand, I’m at peace with being an introvert but I do crave attention and friendship. I do love surprising people by taking chances and risks. I do love exploring and discovering all the amazing things this world has to offer. I’m just a chickenshit at times.

One of my favorite sayings:

Life isn’t about finding yourself, it’s about creating yourself

I plan on recreating myself often

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