Life Happens

“Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans.”  ~ John Lennon

I hadn’t gleaned the thought of writing anything tonight, nor had I any desire to do so.  However, as I took notice of the many other writers sharing social media posts & commentary about their own frustrations & various roadblocks, I decided to reflect on this a bit & decided to write about why I write… or why I don’t write.  Without any particular  topic in mind, my words tonight are meant as a cathartic reminder for myself & hopefully for others who might be reading.

Life happens.  Sometimes things happen beyond our control, but sometimes we simply need to take a breath, freeing ourselves from unsatisfying, exhausting attempts to be the perfect version of ourselves as a writer in order to please our readers.  However, once we lose sight of ourselves & own pleasure, our written words can reflect this & the reader will notice as well.  Here’s one of my favorite quotes I find quite fitting for this post & for writers in general.

“I write for myself & strangers.  The strangers, dear readers are an afterthought “  ~ Gertrude Stein

Life happens.  With every ebb & flow, take these moments (or years), attend to the needs at hand.  Some writers are able to dive back into their work without skipping a beat.  Others must take time to reflect, regroup or reinvent themselves & their work.

Life happens.  Sometimes we need to escape from such mental rigidity, finding the contentment to write about “nothing,” yet more often than not, something always comes from nothing.  I think I’ll try to make more time to let myself go – to write freely, without the self inflicted cognitive overload caused from laborious hours nitpicking my verbiage, format & flow.

I suppose I’ll consider this post a prologue, a precursor intended to spawn future posts, musings & observations about writers & writing.  Stay tuned.

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