I Blog Therefore I Am.....

OK, why am I blogging? Truth be told writing is probably what I have always truly wanted to do. I communicate best on a page. I can measure my tone, research the right word, find a strength that if spoken could possibly become misconstrued as over emotional, arguing or unflinching. Truth is I am emotional when passionate, will argue my point if I think I'm right. I will be stubborn and unwavering to a fault. But I also have the ability to listen. I have open ears so if you ever have an argument which challenges my thoughts, great! I'm not stupid I will take the best path shown.

My ultimate aim has always been to construct and write beautiful enrapturing stories; a great piece of literature, poetry or prose, that transports readers to another time and place, suspending disbelief and the realities of life surrounding them. But I never had the balls to commit to do it. I'll admit I'm totally scared it would be crappy, crappy , crap crap and so unlike any of the great books I have read. So, I'm leaving it alone until I get divine inspiration or become self deluded enough to think that whatever I write is a masterpiece. Now in an effort to stem the creative retardation that is stunting my inner joy I am taking inspiration from a friend who began her dating blog. She assures me it is easy(????) so why not give this whole blogging thing a go? Why not just share some of the outlandish thoughts that I rarely vocalise through the wonderful tool that is the blog?

I gladly admit that this is borne of frustration. We have misplaced our ability to debate, judge, discuss, have an opinion or stand for something and replaced the things which fostered great minds with false political correctness, celeb worship, purchased personalities and moral morass. I fear that our current intellectual breeding ground is closed and close knit; the dominant intellectuals of the future will have no diversity because a vast majority of people have opted out of thinking. Here endeth rant one.

Writing for me has always been cathartic, an unburdening of things I could, would or should not say. Speaking commits you. Everyone around you heard you say it, word is bond! Writing just releases. You can draft, redraft, edit, add, throw it away, file it away, re read, re live and change your mind. Just don't sign your name and get it witnessed by a legal professional. That's a hard lesson learned.

So here I go. Don't watch the grammar. I may go off on tangents, rant, argue, disappear and write about the silliest things but it's MY BLOG.

Pick sense from nonsense. Have an opinion. Respond.

N.D.P