I’ve wondered this for a while now, why the hell am I doing this? Why am I doing this STILL? What is the actual point? I don’t know the answer but I’m certainly not doing it for the views!
That’s not to knock anyone that’s found their way to this blog by chance or pure magic, I appreciate you staying long enough for the visit to register, but I’m hardly setting the internet on fire now, am I?
Which is okay. The reason this blog was started was for me to make an effort to write. I give myself a schedule and all the ideas that I have don’t get lost, instead they get posted and I’m forced to blog on a regular basis. Because even though the schedule is self-imposed, it’s there so I have to follow it.
However, I hoped that by writing regularly it would mean that I improve. And I can see some improvement but I also see that I keep making the same mistakes. Which I guess is an improvement because I can see when I’m making “mistakes.”
But those are mistakes based on the rules of writing. If writing from your heart is something that can have rules. However, even if I’m saying I’m writing by my own rules, I need to be more confident and consistent with my style, whatever the hell that is.
I hope I’m bringing enjoyment to the people reading even if only on a humourous level, like even if you’re laughing at me. At least you read it.
But I’ve had some good feedback over the 2 years since I started, some positive comments and some likes and it means more to me than I think I could express. I hope to get better in a technical sense, but I hope to get more confident in my talent. Because somewhere amongst the mess is talent. I believe that.
I’ve just got to find a way to show you what’s in my head with confidence (without weirding or creeping you out because there is some f***ed up s**t in there!)
Btw, this blog has just had it’s 2 year anniversary last month, woo!!!
xx woeful writes xx