There are words, waiting to be said, written and typed. There always will be for me, I intend to be writing for the rest of my life. I want to be writing some story on the day I die. And I will too, barring Alzheimers' or something else that robs me of me<Blindness and mobility issues can be gotten around>.
But what about this type here, the non-story writing I sometimes do<Not that anyone is asking>? Yeah, that. I am not afraid to share of myself, really, I'm not, because there is very much a lot of me in my writing. On the other hand, I did shy away from writing some things tonight in another one of my blogs<Yeah, I have three blogs on the go now, and getting up to four is not out of the question>. I started to write things, but backed away from it. I was worried I guess about negative reactions from one train of thought, so I wrote something along the same lines, but not as strongly.That's me alright, not living in the strong, but going weakly.
That being said, I do have strength in me. And I am convinced<Yes, convinced> that I will turn strong with my writing. I know it will take work, but I am up to the challenge. I am going to be published one day. Heck, I already have my first novel done<First draft only, but still>, so the hardest part is out of the way. I just have to persevere. And I will! Mark my words<Yes, mark them with indellible marker>.
So, stay with me eh, I would like to know you're out there, but...for the moment, just keep reading, and tell your friends, I am going to be here for awhile. Writing stories more often than not.
Charles Petrie


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