Let your writing see The Light of Day
Writing is therapy and torment. Sharing it is terrifying, but letting the words we sweat over gather dust in the darkness is a tragic shame.
Writing is therapy and torment, all at once and one after another, over and over again. It never gets easy, though sometimes it is beautiful and often it is joyful.
Every now and then I get the urge to write A Something. A story, a poem, a Not-Quite-Thing but something that needs to be expressed. I write. And edit. And read. And edit. Until the words sing, to me at least. But then I shut my laptop and go about my day and these scraps of somethings never get the opportunity to sing - or screech - to anyone else.
I can't be sure, in honesty, what I think sharing these things could ever achieve, and that's partly why I have never done so (the other part being, undoubtedly, the crippling embarrassment at the thought of people reading them). Though if I were to guess, or hope, I would say maybe sharing them will help me feel a little more connected to those who read them, like we've momentarily transcended the everyday chit chat to a space that's a little more personal, a little closer to 'home'.
And maybe, also, little snippets, little scraps, odd bits might resonate with people and we'll all feel like we know each other a bit better. Like we get it. Or not. Perhaps I'll learn how to turn my somethings into something, or learn from other people's somethings, or we'll learn to make something together.
Either way, here it is - the light of day. Please share, read, comment, enjoy.