I realize that having my own blog(s) is something that has been on the backburner for me. I don’t post very personal stories or get into the glorious details of the gut wrenching problems of my life. My other creative blog does get its dose of poetry and art, etc. But even then, the real material that I want to be published is written on paper, (yes paper) edited and then sent off to publishers, (via e-mail). My main purposes of having the blogs were to incorporate other individuals who are my friends, family and other creative types.
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy posting little tidbits here and there. It is fun, and writing is writing right? Whether it is in a journal or on a blog, the feeling is and can be cathartic.
Maybe it is me who needs to let go and break out of this peripheral shell of mine. To let people take a peek into my life and to give them a glimpse of what I find beautiful and beastly in my world. And in return, I get to practice at one of my first loves in life, writing.
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