Lest you think you’re hallucinating, yes. You are.
Just kidding. Maybe.
I posted this on my Sobriety of the Soul blog yesterday, but the more I
think obsess about it, the more I think I should have actually posted it on this site, being that this is my creative blog.
So, just in case, I’m reposting, as most of my writer friends pay more attention to this blog.
Plus, I forgot to tag people.
Worst case scenario, you’ve already read it? Okay then. Scroll down to see if I tagged you…
The last few days, I’ve been witnessing a bunch of writerly type friends posting on their blogs, explaining their passion for writing: how they do it, what motivates, what inspires them, etc.
and many more…
For every post, five more are tagged with only the prompt “Writing is…”.
For me, writing is like air. If I’m not breathing, I might as well be dead.
I used to think that my talent was some sort of abstract emotion, barely within grasp, sometimes lost completely.
I was wrong.
As a writer, if you can always remember those 3Ds, you’ll make it. <———lol stupid pun
Just set a schedule for yourself, plunk down in front of the keyboard, or if you’re really old-school, grab the nearest writing utensil and a cocktail napkin and GO!
Spontaneity is great. Don’t get me wrong…
But firm dedication is the backbone to our harrowed flesh.
Even if I spew out three words from my overly exhausted, brain-dead mind, those are three more words than I had before.
It works for me.
Go with your mood, but always write.
And for chrissakes, remember to breathe!
And without further ado…TAG! YOU’RE IT!
Stacey Wallace Benefiel
No pressure, ladies! Do whatever you want.
Next up, The Joys of Reading. A.K.A. My OCD/ADD reading habits.