(at last we have control of the keyboard . . . are you receiving us?)
What the hell?
(shut up! we’ll be taking the wheel today.)
(because there’s nothing to write about, which generally devolves into writing about having nothing to write about. no one wants to read that crap!)
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What an apt term: closet writer. I get it from Jina Bazzar, another WordPress blogger who I recommend you go read. In her comment on yesterday’s post, Journaling June: Prelude, she wrote: “You want to write, but you keep your writing in the closet, afraid of what people will think of it.” Yep. That pretty much hits the nail on the head.
(speaking of hitting on the head, we do tend to poke our head out every so often, which would make us a wack-a-mole writer.)
Dear Gawd! It’s much too early on to start this tomfoolery. Moving hastily on. . .
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“We don’t discourage enough writers.”
Whether or not you’ve ever been in a writing workshop, I’ll wager you know that sentence is one you’d least like to hear after reading your piece for critique. That’s exactly the kind of thing I heard multiple times in my undergrad studies in creative writing. Not from my fellow students, from the teachers. I might have shrugged off such comments from my peers. It’s likely needless to say that I’ve got a bit of PTSD when it comes to writing.
Strangely, I’ve also got the exact antipode drive: I HAVE to write.
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