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posted 10/17/2009 4:32:02 PM |
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There are times when the words flow from me as easily as exhaling into a frosty morning. At other times, I sit in front of the keyboard without a thought that seems worth sharing. I know when those productive times happened because the dates are close together. The words flowed. As I look at file dates I see there are times I go for a month or more without writing a paragraph.

It’s not strange then to notice as I read over them that the ones written during those peak periods are the very best. I wonder if this has something to do with the old biorhythm theory. I could probably turn a mood ring all sorts of rainbow colors during those high times. At any rate I can almost do a narcissus number on myself and love my own writing. This is especially true if I haven’t looked at something for a couple of years. I can hardly remember writing it and the salient points seem more profound than I could imagine coming from me. After all, I’m just an old country boy with a redneck streak. What then is the secret to this flow? The more I wonder the less I know.

I think we all go through periods when things just don’t work right. I’ve seen it in the people I love to read on MD. Even those prolific writers who never stop filling notebooks can totally change the flavor of their writing and seem a completely different person. This is incredible to me. How can an author touch your heart and make you smile one day and leave you with a cold clammy hand squeezing your gizzard at others? I can only say that there are writers with so many dimensions they stand head and shoulders above an old country boy with redneck tendencies.

Some of you will suspect I speak of you. Some will know it. To those who tear my emotions, I offer my deepest thanks. For those who try and fail I offer the sympathy of one who’s standing there with you. And for those of you who get caught up in the gossip and politics and deep abiding silliness of this site, don’t bother to write about it. It just points out your most unlikeable qualities. Keep writing worthwhile things, people. Sometimes it’s a desert here and we all need a cool drink.

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Comments:
misschoos

Oct 17 @ 4:49PM  


To be able to totally change one's writing style is some feat.
missliss78

Oct 17 @ 6:07PM  
Amen.
Yes sir, you are correct.
I've not got the talent or the writing bug.
I've often wished I did.
I've been told practice makes perfect.
I've put forth some effort...and I guess I've written some okay stuff.
Most of what I write is what is currently going on in my life.
But if rarely flows for me.
Oh but how I do enjoy reading you every time I see you on these pages.
There are others I love to read as well...though I wont name names for obvious reasons...but I don't read all of anyone as a rule...we except you maybe...but then you don't post all that often...which makes it even better when you do!
leprichaun_magic

Oct 17 @ 7:03PM  
..maybe .it is .."quality .. not quantity that matters..?:)no point in fretting
ColdinWisconsin

Oct 17 @ 8:10PM  
And for those of you who get caught up in the gossip and politics and deep abiding silliness of this site, don’t bother to write about it. It just points out your most unlikeable qualities. Keep writing worthwhile things, people.

We all have the ability to read something and assume it is about us. For us.

While I know this phrase was not, it is something that I need to learn.

Guilt makes us feel that slap even when it was not intended. Perhaps this was my time. My wake up call.

Either way...I thank you for it.

Time to get my collective shit together and either just "be me" and allow myself to expose that to the masses again, or shut my ever loving mouth.

Thanks for the spankin' blog land Daddy. And like all good father figures, even the semblance of disapproval is sometimes enough to make a kid get their act together.

~*~
Fender

Oct 17 @ 8:33PM  
And I was so thirsty....
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