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Here lies my thoughts, feelings, loves, woes, tales, truths, fears, and dreams. Writing has been a place for me to test my boundaries, experiment with everything people don't accept me to be in person. With text, I am free.


Monday, November 15, 2010

Completely Honest

When other people I know tell me they want to be writers, these thoughts come to mind in this exact order...

1) That's awesome! I totally get it.
2) Does that mean they constantly criticize me?
3) Does that mean I constantly criticize them?
4) I don't know how to feel about that.


I love that so many of my friends love writing, but it makes me less and less attracted to doing so myself. It makes me feel like writing has lost it's unique touch. I feel like I can't claim it's mine because it'd take it away from somebody else.
I don't know what to be. I don't know what my "thing" is. I feel really unsure. Hell, that's probably why I haven't declared a major.

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