So, I feel like the blog is not really working as it goes now. I don’t know if I’m a natural blogger. I like your blogs, they’re funny. Maybe it just doesn’t come as natural to me.
Signed, New Author
Dear New Author: It is your blog; you are 100% behind whatever comes out of it. That can be a lot of pressure, and I understand you may feel a little lacking in credentials or audience. That’s fine. And, if it’s too much or if it doesn’t feel natural, don’t do it.
Most writers are funny and a little charming and have a very nice demeanor.
80% of Americans want to write a book.
So here are a few things to consider.
A lot of people will want to read about your journey as a writer, whatever part of that journey…
Words are manifestations, little actions
Twinkles on the heart, mere reflections,
Deep within is silence
Soul silenced in language unknown
Only love is shown
in a solitary whisper
into an almighty scream
All is not what it seems
Such are mysteries
of deep within
bonded in sin,
me and I
It’s the twilight of summer. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping and you’re basking in an overly bright office wondering, what the fuck had happened? You examine yourself, eyes tired from staring into a retina scarring monitor, annoyance heightened from 7 months of hearing lousy jokes told to you by your once rumored-to-be-hilarious coworker and brain weak from a steady diet of digesting emails.
It is in this moment that you find your heart wishing you could trade places with the landscaper because at least he’s outside, at least he can enjoy the weather. Delusions of grandeur dance into your head, you realize the path you’re headed down and wince. The clock strikes five and you wonder what had happened to your dreams? You proceed to happy hour to swallow your week in a flood of light beer and mozzarella sticks; rinse, wash repeat. The cycle continues.