I got some new writing going on these days. Anyone who’s ever seen this website before knows that’s what happens here. I guess I like to share it. I like to have a place to put all these thoughts I have. So here we are. Again.
It’s funny in a way. How this writing never seems to end. There’s a movement inside. That just says, “Speak.” I wonder how we don’t learn to do this when we are children. Our parent’s should tell us right then. Say whatever you want to. There’s no need to be afraid. Life is only some fleeting expression. So by all means express.
Mostly, we learn to guard our words. Be nice. Be thoughtful. Don’t ever tell anyone what you really think. That’s off limits. But. How can you be what you are unless you are free to say anything? I don’t think you can. You will be stifled. Or closed up inside. You will try to say things you think others will like. Instead of what you do. So it doesn’t work.
Now we have to take some classes. To learn the “proper” sequences. The adverb can’t go there. You can’t use a noun like that. Oh my God, is that a period? At the end of a question? How dare you? You fail. That’s an F. Everything we learn is some rule now. How many do we have? Can I just write a sentence without it being scrutinized? Evaluated? Does everything have to be graded?
Or can it just be? The way it is. With or without approval?
I get over it all. If you don’t like it. It’s pretty simple. Don’t come here then. I’m going to say what I want to. Here. This is my place for that. You’re welcome to read it. But more than anything. I hope it will inspire you. To use your words. And tell your own story. Any way you damn well please.
Because you know what? If you don’t. Someone else will write it for you. And you don't want that.
Well, look around at all the stories. Is this life? Does it look like life to you? Or does it look like a disaster zone? That's the power words have. They create worlds. Here I create my own world. And I suggest you do the same.