Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Random Thoughts on Writing
Writing gives me fulfillment.
Writing clears my head.
Writing makes me hungry.
For buffalo wings.
Shoot. Now I'm thirsty for a pomegranate martini.
Writing every week, as in, a real job (because I now have that deadline that I've always wanted) is hard.
I think about writing every day.
I second guess everything I write.
I have a hard time editing myself and could use a good grammar program to check me.
I need a new desk chair.
This one hurts my patootie.
I keep a notebook of possible blog posts.
If not, I'd forget everything.
I have recluse tendencies. Just like really cool writers.
Only, I have children and can't lock myself in a room and write all day.
I think most people don't take enough risks and believe they can't do something, and thus, don't, before they even give it a try. But, that may be due to the fact that they haven't found their passion. Or have, and are just too scared to tackle it. It's a vicious circle, really.
I love to communicate.
And even though I am now hungry, my head is clear.
This list of random thoughts gave me fulfillment.
Writing gives me joy.