Since I was very little, i always considered myself a pretty good writer. I had dreams of growing up and making myself and my family very rich with all my books.
I journaled and wrote short stories, even trying my hand at a long story. But now, i can say I would have been proven very wrong.
I can still pull a poem out of my head but, not enough to go to the big leagues.
Still I enjoy writing. I still try to keep a journal, though recent circumstances made that hard.
But now that my children are older, I am going to try to get back into some of the things I enjoyed doing before.
One thing I want to get back in to is reading. Once I start reading, I usually can’t stop until the series is over.
Two years ago, I read the series of unfortunate events. It took me a week to listening to the audio version. If I didn’t have two boys and two cats to worry about, I would have probably finished the series sooner.
The more one reads, the more one can write, so I want to get in to reading so I can write better. It is very therapeutic for me to put all my thoughts down on paper so to speak.
One can choose to keep it, or delete the writing when done.
When I wrote in the past, I was able to take myself out of my reality, and in to different worlds. Even if I didn’t end up keeping the stories I wrote, I could appreciate what they did for me in times of distress.
I don’t know if I can get back in to story writing, but I want to give writing another try. So here I go!!!!!!!!!!!!
