Words beget words

A writer writes.

An obvious statement but alas something I continually take for granted. I forget that writing and writers need foundation, support, experience, history if you will. I do write. But as a young aspiring writer in a world where EVERYONE is a young aspiring writer I should be throwing myself headfirst into it. I should be drowning amongst my words! I let the many responsibilities of life (i.e. bills, making $$, school, celebrity gossip) distract me from putting pen onto paper. I write for school, I write for the paper, I write for my creative writing professor... but I don't write for me anymore.

And so here I am.

My mission is to write everyday. Be it a story, an critique, a thought, an opinion, a fragment of an idea, or (if hell freezes over) a poem.

To improve and develop ones writing one should write.

Again, I know, but denial is not simply a river in Egypt.

There is another reason for this blog. I am hoping to get over my fear/nausea of (self) publishing/ publicizing more intimate writings. I've been published before: in the paper, a poem once, a zine, but a fear of failure (without a doubt my worst fear) keeps me from publishing stories, emotional pieces, ect.

Also, it seems that blogging is a great way for writers to get out there and get noticed while developing a portfolio so to speak.

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