This is an old article uploaded to this site for archive purposes.
“The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sometimes I sit down to write and words seem to flow onto the page. I don’t second guess my word choice, or worry about how I could construct things better. I fall deeper into the story with each sentence I write and there’s not much revision when it’s all said and done.
But sometimes I struggle to write because I get in my own way. I’m sure you know the feeling. There’s an explicit goal — maybe you’re in English class and need to answer an open response — and for whatever reason you do everything but state the answer. You write, write, and write some more only to realize you haven’t really said anything. And then of course you erase everything and start over.
It’s not a good feeling. Like running in circles or forgetting your dog before going to the vet. Okay, maybe those are a tad too extreme to be legitimate examples as I doubt many cases of pet-less vet ventures have occurred and who would ever purposely run in a circle. But regardless, you get the picture.
For those who have yet to pick up on the hints, I’ve been struggling to write. Today makes 68 days since my last post on CommonSenseNews. That’s not something I’m proud of. I don’t like that I let what momentum I had built with my regular readers bottom out. I lost focus with what I wanted to say and I couldn’t find the right words to maneuver my way towards something that had meaning. At the end of the day, I couldn’t force myself to write half-heartily.
I found myself in classic writer’s block; and unfortunately, life doesn’t pause to let you overcome any such derailment. There’s no arena to square off against the clouds that block your writing roadmap. It’s not as simple as driving out of the rain into sunny skies. Sometimes, you can’t escape the clouds; and it’s hard to figure out where your writing road map could’ve gone.
With all of this being said I think I’ve rediscovered part of it. I know what I want to do with my writing. I want every word, every sentence, every story, to create a positive change in the world. This is something that I plan to do until the day I die, even if I choose to pursue other things.
Writing is more to me than just a hobby. Whether it’s a keyboard or a piece of paper, poetry or what I’m doing now, for private or for public – it is fundamentally who I am. Whether I reach one-hundred people or one-hundred thousand people, the ability to change someone’s day – someone’s life – brings joy to me like nothing else.
I know I spent a lot of time on me tonight but I guess what I want you to take away from this is to find what you love and use it for the greater good. There are going to be times when you feel like you can’t. There may be times when you aren’t sure what you should say, do, or think. But if you can find what you love, and hang on to it, the clouds eventually break. It doesn’t rain forever.