David St. Lawrence (goodness, just remembered my husband’s mother’s maiden name was St. Lawrence!) of of the excellently written and informational Ripples, made a comment to a recent post wherein I once again questioned the purpose of writing in a weblog. This is what he said:
"Stay the course. Write like there is no tomorrow. Fill the empty void with emotions. Let your passion run free, and you will be the better for it."
In the past year and a half, I have slowly shed some inhibitions and let a lot of feelings out here–both good and some that probably I could have held in a bit. But the anonymity of weblogging, only in that it is not face-to-face communication, allows us to be freer than we often find ourselves in our surroundings. In turn, I think I am a bit looser in "real" life due to the confidence and new sense of open honesty I’ve allowed in Spinning.
I think that it is this honesty that sometimes gives me pause. Not to those of you who have come to know me and have returned to maybe know me a bit better–to you, I will always be indebted and open. What makes me feel vulnerable is the random wrong numbers–the googlers who only wanted to find a bit on Cheever and got much more than they bargained for. This is what makes me draw my coat a little closer together at times. Hanging your heart on your sleeve and then imagining someone thinking "what the hell’s with this broad?" kind of makes me cringe.
It’s not admiration I seek; it’s the laughter I fear.
Anyway, read the rest of David’s kind words; they’re a wise boost to all of us.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
Only the truly foolish laugh at creative actions. Just let fly and enjoy every day that you are able to write what is in your heart.
Now that you have discovered our distant relationship, I can call you my blog-niece, and of course you can call me blog-uncle!
Check out my latest post. I’ll have to send you one of the pictured objects to celebrate our newly discovered relationship!
Happy Friday.