On writing

I'm extremely reticent about sharing my writing, but I am compelled to do so because it is becoming so common place.  I might as well bite the bullet and share my writing with the world. I do have dreams about becoming a published author someday, and I'm never going to realize that dream by simply writing in my journal.

I guess my struggle is that I haven't found that "story" that I want to write. Almost everything that inspires me to write is autobiographical, or at least related to someone I know (my best friend, Nina, is a big muse of mine). I've never conceptualized a fictional character whose story really compels me to continue writing. I love fiction, but maybe I am not a fiction writer. Which is why I decided to try blogging.

I may not be able to write fiction, but I do love to write. Does anyone else get that feeling in their stomach, in their guts, telling them that they have a feeling that they need to commit to paper? That's what tells me when I need to write. It starts in the stomach and then comes up through the heart, releasing itself through my hands into the words on the page. It is cathartic. It is poetic. It is a passion. That's what drives me to continue writing, even when the words on the page are crappy, even when I'm not exactly sure where I was going with an idea.

Oh, I also write poetry. Are any of you opposed to poetry?

I still have that feeling in my chest, telling me to write, but I'm not sure what else to say. I suppose that's all for now...