So I created this blog because I wanted to have somewhere to showcase my considerable writing talents. (insert sarcastic laugh here). Actually, for many years now I have been told that I am quite the writer and that I should write a book.
I was one of those kids that loved the first day of school every fall. More specifically, I loved the back to school shopping. Not the clothes, but the supplies. All those new pens and fresh, empty notebooks. I could hardly wait for school to start so I could write in them. And I usually didn’t. I usually opened one of those new notebooks, stared at the blank page with reverence and awe. I regarded it as the most prized present a child could have found under the Christmas tree. So I stared at that blank page, let myself listen to all the thoughts streaming on continuous loop in my head, plucked on out and started writing. And kept writing. As a kid, a blank page wasn’t scary. It wasn’t a challenge staring me in the face, daring me to attempt to create a literary masterpiece. It was a doorway into a world of endless possibilities. Anything I wrote on that page was true. It was a reality which I was creating and my imagination was boundless.
Now I am an adult and some days the thought of putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) can be very intimidating. I am 33 years old. I know I have a good story or two or 20 somewhere inside of me, and if we are sitting together chatting, I can regale you with countless stories that will have you crying from laughter. I am a good story teller. I capture your interest and then I keep you captivated with the tales I weave for you. These anecdotes are the tapestry of my life. And I usually like to put a funny spin on them. But give me a blank piece of paper, or a blank word document on the screen, and I shrink back a little. All those thoughts swirling around in my head now present a problem. There is pressure. If I am going to finally commit to “seriously writing” then it has to be good. Fear of failure or fear of success?
So in the meantime, I am going to stick to what I know. What is comfortable. And that would be….social commentary.
Please feel free to provide your feedback, even if it is critical. It will prepare me for the literary agents 🙂