A sincere thank you to those who read my blog. It’s a strange thing writing a blog. You assemble a bunch of random words, attempting to create something meaningful (at least to yourself) and when it feels right you launch it into space where you likely will never know what, if any, impact your words have made on another human being.
Occasionally someone will make a comment, or give you a thumbs up “like it” (whatever that means), which is encouraging but not like a real conversation at all.
So here I am stuffing another message into a bottle, corking it tightly and tossing it into a sea of words.
Will it reach another shore?
Will the words I write touch anyone deeply?
Does it even matter that I bother to post anything?
I guess if those were the only questions that mattered no-one would ever write anything.
My partner is a musician, and I watch the struggle between performances that resembles an addiction. There is an itch that must be scratched, a driving force that must be focused and released. What I’ve observed, is that a musician must play, regardless of the audience, whether to a full house or to an empty porch swing. It’s not money, or fame, or the random comments of strangers, it’s the music. The music is the reason a musician plays. There are times that the individual notes, random bits of lyric, or a melody will haunt their conscious mind until it’s written down and set free.
It’s the same with writing. In order for the creative process to work it must be given free reign and allowed to live outside it’s host. That’s what I’m doing here, giving my words some air with the hope that they too may breathe. I do hope that you enjoy these posts as much as I do.