Makes it to publish.
Right now, I write for me.
It actually shocks me should anyone pause to read what I say, when I realize someone has or is, my reaction is to become a turtle from the old cartoons and pup into my shell…come out later when no one notices.
I have read some wonderful things written by others, and thought, I wish… but that is not me.
I write what I think, feel, have experienced and sometimes it is positive, at others it is not so good. I have irritated some people in how I write (I know cause they send me comments), or indeed with the content.
I am sorry if I irritate, but to be honest, I do not think of you when I am writing. Sounds horrible doesn’t it?
When it’s something really personal and difficult to share for whatever reason, I do not look at the screen, I just type.
120 wpm touch typist, so I can type myself into trouble faster than I can think myself out of it.
Yet only 1 post in 20 will see PUBLISH get clicked.
As I work on improving the HOW I write, I doubt that I shall change the why.
I am tired of being an island, and sometimes I see things that make me want to say something so much better than I know how.
Because they (whomever they happen to be) deserve it, even from the turtles of the group.
Human beings are a wondrous and sometimes confusing mass of intellects, emotions, perceptions.and bias’.
I can only share the 1 that is me.