Dear Readers,

imagesI apologize for the delay in posting.  The majority of that has been due to something that cannot be ignored: Passion.  If you have read my first post, you may remember me mentioning that I am currently working on two books, and I have been doing such all last week.  A writer should not force themselves to write.  Rather, they should write when they hear the voices in their head and feel the spirit of the words and story inside them.  That is passion.

When I was in school I loved to write, but I hated it at the same time.  My words and my thoughts are sacred to me, so why must I force them onto to a sheet of paper for a grade?  I particularly hated doing this for poetry class.  Poetry is made up of words from our hearts and soul, and should be written down when we feel the passion to write them.  At least that’s what I think.  And it is because of this that I hated it when as a student I had to critique another student’s poetry.  How can I judge one’s soul?  How can you place a grade on something that was spoken from one’s heart?  Now, if they were “force writing” that’s a different story, but if it was something written from within, then placing a grade or judgement to it is ridiculous.

My passion for writing is also why I had immense trouble with science and math.  These subjects are based on “facts” and cannot be analyzed.  They cannot be argued (unless you’re talking religiously), they cannot inspire, and they cannot touch hearts.  They are based off of words and thoughts of several other people.  There have been many novels that have made me cry, made me think and made me question.  There have been novels that I have written a 20 page analyzed dissertation on because of the inspiration and arguments it sparked in me.  These are novels whose words I have read and in return I produced words of my own.   In literature, our thoughts and our opinions are always accepted.  Can we say the same for math and science?

There have been times when I had not written a chapter in months.  It did not bother me simply because I wasn’t “feeling it” at that time.  I knew when it came time to write again very easily.  It’s an unmistakable feeling.  And when we follow the not-so-gentle nudging of our passion, there is no doubt that great results will be yielded.

Peace and Love

Posted on February 12, 2013, in Life. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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