“These are the times that try men’s souls” are so
said Thomas Paine on December 23, 1776.
I made it back for day two of blogging and yes, it
tried my soul to think of a topic and then to find the time to sit and blog. This
just might be why I start and stop. But then again it’s most likely not. I am a
writing bum. One who’s a lazy writer and just as proud of it as if I was the Harper Lee of
writing.
I just realized, Ok, that’s a lie, I’ve always been
a lazy writer. I am often motivated, yet, hardly dedicated to my craft. I want to
actually be like a unique and beautiful landscape carved from the hand of a
greater power who lays out before the world the wonders of my spectacular writing
voice.
Trust me it is spectacular. I see it in my head. No
misspelled words, lots of beautiful sentences that make the Oracle of love wish
that he were being stroked by my fingers. Too much? I know it is but hey. It’s
me and “I just got to be free, wishing words of my magic portion of love…..”
Oh, well, I am here and I proud to call myself a
dedicated writer of two whole days.
Same time tomorrow? It’s a date.
~Abby~
1 comments:
I'm lucky if I blog once every couple of weeks - discouragement should be kicked to the curb - just write when your heart is overflowing with words that cannot be contained.
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