Writing

My husband asked me last night, "So, have you run out of things to write about on your blog yet?" I answered, "I certainly hope not because I've vowed to make at least 100 entries!" It does seem a little overwhelming sometimes when I think about it. What the heck will I have to say that will interest you? Maybe it doesn't! Maybe you have no interest at all in what I'm saying and this is all just a big ego trip for me. That's okay, it feels good.

Writing is just putting your thoughts down on paper and most days people don't run out of thoughts. The one downside I'm finding, is now I need to pay much closer attention to my thoughts, and you know they're coming at all hours of the night. I'm always wondering if the thought that comes is worth writing about which makes the thought linger much longer. Oh well, who needs sleep anyway?

I suppose I should have known that I'd grow up to be a writer because from what I've been told I used to LOVE to talk as a little girl. I remember times that I'd have to be kept at the table to finish my meals long after the others had left the kitchen because as long as there was one person left to chat with, my plate would stay full and my mouth would keep moving. I guess I had alot of thoughts I wanted to express from an early age on.

Ever since I learned to write, I've preferred to express myself through the written word rather than the spoken one. It gives you the opportunity to feel heard and to really think about what you want to say and how you want to say it before it slips out. Of course the exception to this rule is emailing - BE CAREFUL when responding to emails that rub you the wrong way, you may regret being quick fingered.

Ask my poor husband about my preference to the written word. I can't tell you how many times over the years when we'd get upset with eachother he'd find a letter from me waiting on the kitchen table the following morning. I finally stopped this when I realized that it had gotten to the point that if I wanted to give him a nice card or hand written note for no particular reason he'd break into a cold sweat and say, "What did I do now?"!

Many people would never dream of putting their thoughts out there for people to read. How grateful I am to the people who have. My feeling is, as I stated in an earlier entry, that we're all in this together. If we can learn from eachother, or feel validated somehow, or see ourselves in another person's thoughts and thus, not feel so alone on this journey, I say WRITE ON! And that's exactly what I'm going to do.

xo,
Carrie