Being A Writer

I don't really know where to start. 

Being a writer is pain. 

It is anxiety. 

It is stress. 

It is freedom. 

It is creativity. 

It is living in an imagination to escape from reality. 

It is a way of coping. 

It is my life. 

I started this blog at gone midnight one night in a hopes of getting a need to write out of me. I started (what feels like) my hundredth story idea, no idea where this one is going. Haven't finished the two that are close to being completed, one that, well who knew where I was going with it to start off with anyway - but I dreamt a story up and so it ends up in my note book like every other dreamt up story that comes out of my brain. 

This is how you know you're a writer... when the need to write hurts your fingertips, when the need to get the imagery and story lines out of your head and onto paper (or a laptop whichever is your tool of choice), but it's all so frustrating because you have no idea where it's going to go, what you are going to do with it, and why you are writing in the first place. All you want is that sense of freedom where the words are no longer binding you, you feel a sense of relief at seeing your idea on paper, and then you get annoyed and throw the idea out the window. 

This is what my experience of being a writer is. Now I'm not saying I'm a good writer - I'm sure there are many people out there who would say that my writing is bad, that my punctuation and grammar need work, that my stories aren't good enough. Well I'm not writing for you, I am not writing for anyone, I am writing because if I didn't I would feel like my head would explode... literally. 

I used to write a blog on movies, video games, and books - all the things that I love but you know what I realised my true passion - writing. It wasn't the films that I loved, or the game, or even some of the books - it was getting to write about them. 

I have been through all sorts in my life (so have many people) and this doesn't mean I just automatically become a writer, but I am writing this blog in the hopes that maybe some day, someone will see it, and it might just help. Hearing the ramblings of another struggling writer who no-one knows and who is too scared to show their true selves sometimes, might just help those few that are in the same boat. 

There is a writer in you, but is there an author? Is there a best seller? Who knows... but you. 

Keep going with your struggles. It will be worth it in the end. 

Kay x 

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