So, I’ve Twittered about the fact that I keep meaning to post something online, and yet I never do. This is disappointing. One of the reasons why I started up this particular Tumblr account (as opposed to a couple other blogs that I’ve also started) was to have a no-pressure site where I could move beyond simple 140-character ciphers and get back into the habit of publishing longer snippets of writing.
I have a love-hate relationship with the written word. Usually, writing comes to me fairly naturally. Whereas I struggle to express myself verbally, committing words to the page (either paper or electronic) comes to me much more easily. There’s a certain rush that comes from getting the words down “just so” that’s equally joyful, compelling, and addictive.
But then there are those times when the words don’t come out, and it’s pure torture. I’ve likened writing on more than one occasion to being akin to pulling a beach towel out through one’s nostrils. It’s horrific - painful, repulsive, and messy.
So, often I have a great idea for a piece of writing and get off to a good start, but then there’s a bump and things snarl and crash. [Kind of like this piece, which I’ve had sitting in my Drafts folder for a while.] It’s easy to give up and walk away.
Keeping a journal helps. There’s no pressure, and it doesn’t seem to matter as much if I start out writing something “good”, only to lose the plot. Conversely, there have been times that I’ve started out writing basic crap but then it suddenly gels and an idea that I didn’t have when I started magically appears.
Anyway, I’m going to dust off this account and try again. And hopefully get the other ones going again as well.
Onward and upward…
