This week I passed the 1000 count of Blog postings, 1005 to be exact. When I posted my first Blog on August 20, 2004 I never expected to reach the 1000 mark. I have added several other Blogs and changed the names and formats several times but by the time I had posted 100 of them I knew I had found something I really enjoyed. I will never win a Pulitzer for writing and that's OK with me because writing is really a confession. The idea that written sentences and published opinions are revelations of personality is true. Lots of times I write about life experiences even though they are unsolicited. Does a reader feel a writer's life is uniquely special? I do not think so! Usually they read about such lives because the writer is so eager to write about his or her experiences.
I don't know where my ideas come from, they just come. I keep thinking I'll catch a case of writers block but my problem so far has been trying to close the gate to my mind. That beaten old leather chair or that perfect view from the window in front of my desk has never been needed when trying to find the right words. It's hard to know what to make of such writer judgment and self exposure. Maybe my collections of writings are perhaps best thought of as travel guides offering a glimpse of a special country. All of my word driver self consciousness and literary obsessions are utterly dismissible but writers writing about themselves make a reader want to know more about other people the next time around.
I enjoy reading your postings and will continue doing so. Keep up the good work Bro.
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