I've recently gotten back in touch with my friend Shelia from high school. I haven't seen her in over 20 years and we've been playing catch up. She read a few of my blog posts and asked if I liked to write when we were in high school. I told her the only thing I liked about high school was the boys. Yeah, the desire to write definitely came a little later in life. Ha ha
I've discovered that I tend to write out of 2 things: passion and boredom. For the most part, I write for me. It's therapeutic. I enjoy looking back over things I've written and comparing where I was then to where I am currently. It's interesting to see how I've changed and grown. It's really funny to me to read things I've written and read how intense my feelings were at the time and see how they've sometimes changed.
Sometimes I share what write because I want feedback. And I'm not just talking about feedback from people who only agree with my point of view or opinions; I really enjoy hearing other people's thoughts and points of view. Well, until the person doesn't know when enough is enough or it seems they're only trying to persuade me to think just like they do. Then it stops being challenging and fun and becomes annoying. I'm just sayin'. :)
Obviously, I also write in part because I think I have something to share. I think we all think that about ourselves, at least a little bit, don't we? And this is where my passion comes in: I specifically write because my desire is: 1) to communicate to people--all people--they have immense value; 2) convey that their unique contribution to life on planet Earth cannot be duplicated by another; and 3) to encourage people to examine their deeply held beliefs for the purpose of moving forward with the healthy, balanced, truthful beliefs; and to have the courage to confront and be willing to change the false beliefs that prevent you from moving forward.
What about you: why do you do what you do?
I’m writing a book and the subject is about sex. But I’ve been suffering from writer’s block recently and haven’t been working on my book, so a friend suggested I write at Starbucks. I wasn’t sure I’d like it or be able to concentrate, but thought I’d give it a shot and went yesterday for the first time. I was at Starbucks for about 2 hours and totally tuned out the music playing in the store while my fingers typed away. Until I was about ready to leave.
The music playing?
“Let’s Stay Together” by Al Green.
Followed by:
“Sweet Surrender” by Sarah McLachlan.
And the couple sitting across the store from me?
Having a mini-makeout session. Must’ve been the music.
If your life had background music, what would one of your songs be? One of mine would probably be the chorus of “Unwell” by Matchbox Twenty. For those who aren’t familiar:
“But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell
I know right now you can’t tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see
A different side of me
I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired
I know right now you don’t care
But soon enough you’re gonna think of me
And how I used to be…me”
Followers
my never-ending battle
My 411
- Eva M.
- After struggling to fit into the proverbial round hole, I figured it was more honest to embrace the natural facets of my personality: passion for God and people, off-the-wall logic and a twisted sense of humor.
I'm an Air Force wife and former homeschool mom who writes about people and relationships, my faith, and my family. I love my crazy, beautiful, mosaic life...and coffee.
