Considered the worst line ever written – do not begin with ‘it was a dark and stormy night? ‘ If it was, if it is, you begin with … it was a dark and stormy night.
The point is, you write. I write for so many reasons and I suppose therapy in doing so is one of them. Writing is my diary, my inspiration, my observations and my solace. It is my voice, for singing is not a gift I was bestowed with no matter how loud I try, so writing is not only a means to pen the emotions, but a silent ripple that may reach another that has a voice and is a little afraid of using it.
In this day and age, we can do this.
Imagine Jane Austen right now. Or George Elliot or anyone who spent all that angst and frustration at wondering if their stories would ever be shared? We can do this. But and I say this as I know many think that social media is part of the story. So let’s talk writing and social media. When I began to write, and discovered the whole social media thing, I realised that it was a vessel, a way of getting my words out there. It was, for me, never a platform for popularity. Many think this, and panic about how many likes they will get, if they are going to be vilified and rejected by someone way out there in the unknown, so twittering and instagramming is great, and useful, but never let it be the standard by which you judge your voice.
In this business I know that companies look at the likes. Making money from your blog often depends on the amount of followers before someone is willing to sponsor or pay you. If this is what you want, then go for it – get those soldiers of social media working for you. I am not for the obvious plugging of anything right now – perhaps some day but right now, saying what it’s like to be at the Silver Street stage of our lives, with all those awful goodbyes, sagging boobs and what it is like to run for the bus with shopping bags is what it is all about. Hate that, breathless beast I am at doing it, huff and puff, wheeze and wonder. What it is like when it’s all about Insurance and keeping it together when everyone else thinks you have lost it – I don’t write to be popular, I write because it’s all new to me, frigging hard and someone else out there is going to say … hey, that’s me too! I hate the gym, and crocs and pretending everything is peachy when it’s not.
It’s ok to write about the hard stuff at our age. And the good things that come along. About our memories and children and relationships and going gaga over ballet and a glass of wine with good friends. Being devastated when our parents die, jobs turn out to be ugh, our children leave and sometimes we just don’t know what the future holds.
Do I write to be popular? Guess not. Do I write because I want to? For sure. And you should too without hesitation or thought because your voice will touch another heart. It will make you stronger, more focused and at the end of the writing, you will sit back, pull in the muffin stomach, take another sip, thank the music and go … I can do this. Popularity is one thing. Liking yourself is another and it is through the words from your soul that triggers the best part of you. It is in the learning. Learning is growth. Learning is never about the likes but about you.
It was a dark and stormy night … and I wrote about it. And I woke the next day to find the sun coming through my window which meant … I have another day to make a difference.
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