Good morning friends! I have had this book on my shelf for YEARS. I finally pulled it off the shelf and started writing.
I now spend every morning before work drinking my coffee and writing. In this book and my journals. Sometimes even blog posts like I am right now.
I’ve been a writer since I was just a little kid. Writing on walls, in my books, and in journals. You know, all the places kids write things.
When I was a teenager I started writing poetry. I even had some posted in the yearbook my freshman and sophomore year. Or did I imagine that? I’m not sure anymore. I also always kept a diary. I wrote letters to my pen pals. I even wrote amazing essays for school.
As an adult, I started writing short stories. Which eventually led to books. Books about things I know. Books about things I imagined. Books about things I wanted to happen. I used to have a folder of half written and unedited books on my laptop. But I think it’s long since disappeared.
I’ve dabbled in blogging once or twice. And now I blog all the time. I use writing to get my thoughts out. All of them. The good and the bad. I love blogging because I can share everything on here. I can ramble on for paragraph after paragraph, and no one can stop me. I don’t even expect anyone to read it.
I write every day. One of my daily duties at work is writing case notes on every call I take. I write in my journal. I write in my bullet journal. I make lists. I send emails. I write blog posts. It’s cathartic. It helps with the chaos. Honestly, I don’t write like I used to. I need to get back to writing stories. Because I need those stories.
One thing I use writing for has always been to get the thoughts out of my head. I have a million things in there all at once. So some nights I stay up till 4am (last night was one of those), writing blog posts for the next however many days or weeks, based on all of the things bouncing around in my head. It truly helps.
I should make a goal, to actually write a whole book with what’s left of this year, or finish one of the ones I’ve started. If I can find them. I do have a million thoughts after all.