I’ve been blogging for two months now. I had no idea what I was doing when I began, and that scared me a little. But I didn’t want to know what to do or how to do it either. I saw blogging as a way to write and express what I was feeling without anyone telling me that I should write this way or that.
I didn’t want to think about plot or pace, or what characters needed to do what and how they should evolve. I didn’t want to have to think about understanding and converting some dry, government or scientific jargon into something more palatable and readable.
No. I wanted to write, and not think. I wanted to write from what was inside of me, to express me. And that’s what I’ve been doing each week, writing something from my life.
I write about things that have affected me in my week. I post it, and then wonder what next I will write, sometimes not realising anything until the night before. And sometimes, a sudden occurrence in a week nudges that penny in my brain to drop and I have my story. The clarity in those light-bulb moments is like looking at a radiant blue sky without a wisp of cloud.
The thing that has struck me about this blogging though, is how liberated and satisfied I feel. If someone would’ve told me two months ago, that I would feel this way by writing about life, I would’ve scoffed at them. Then cringed inside at the thought that people would be reading about my life, from all over the world! Such horror would’ve gripped me.
I’m surprised too that I always seem to find something in my week to write about. Some weeks I think I’ll never find anything as good as the last, and then something rises from me like a phoenix from the ashes. I think that’s because there is always something in life happening, evolving. That’s life, ever changing and growing.
But writing how I want to write has opened me to write better than I ever have before. I feel a satisfaction and a knowing in what I write. Confident. It's a wonderful feeling.
I also wasn’t expecting the impact that my writing has had on others. However, that’s always been my dream. To write to affect others, the way they feel and think, to move people emotionally in some way or create some shift or change in them and in life.
I’m thankful for the feedback I receive on how my writing affects people, how someone resonates with a feeling or a passing, or can smell and hear a wave crashing to shore.
Thank you for reading what I write. I'm graced by your reactions and honoured to have the opportunity to write in a way that makes my heart dance.