A miserable archer. No wonder I connected with Hawkeye so much beyond the hearing issues.
I don't think, however, that should be the case from now on. Writing has been on the backburner for ages and now that I have both the mental and creative energy to commit myself to becoming once again a digital scribe, I must persist. For me.
The written word has always been a consistent form of therapy for me, no matter how sporadic my writings and verbal gumdrops have been over the years. Even while painting, I always went back to writing eventually. I wrote while I was in capoeira. I wrote when I was in college, in high school, in damn near every single moment of my life...I wrote. As I write now, I'm experiencing a new position, a different life than what I've lead before, and new experiences that are at times learned lessons and other times blissful completeness.
My notebook entries, which I will post eventually, are ones that are deeply personal and will likely be edited for privacy reasons. For now, I shall keep these posts as original content, hopefully delving back into the creative flow that I once and still carry with me. Worlds lay within my imagination once again, extensive landscapes of thought yearning to be observed, recorded, pondered upon.
I do hope you readers stick with me. I find motivation to write in emotional circumstances and from there I find myself at my most creative. It would be wise to write on the calm days as well, so I entreat you all to motivate me when I haven't written on this blog. It will help immensely.
Cheers,
-D
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