Scratching That Itch

Writing is a salve for me; therapy.  It has been more beneficial than I ever imagined. For me, my “writing life”, I guess you could call it, took a major turn for the positive in May of last year. In May, I challenged myself to post something every day for a month. I think I missed a couple of days, maybe 3. I don’t remember. What I wrote mostly, was absolute crap.

I would come to the keyboard because I had promised myself that I would. Not because I had any real spark or desire to do so.  Some days I would sit there and just stare at the screen, hoping for inspiration.  Sometimes it came, most often, it didn’t.

But, I kept at it; and at the end of that 30 days, I was hooked.

Now I itch to get to the keyboard. I crave it, need it. It has become very important to me.  Some days, it’s one of the reasons I’m excited to get out of bed and start my day!  Writing has given my life purpose that it never had before.

I’m a Writer.  It’s what I do.

So, here I sit, scratching that itch.  Thanks for reading!  🙂

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

I Need a Fix


When I get inspiration for something to write about, it is usually just a small “ping”.  It’s just a wisp of an idea.  The exception is my longer pieces, stories.  These I usually have at least the basic plot and flow of the story in mind before I start.

I had a real “ping” today. RonovanWrites has a wonderful blog that you should take a look at.  He did a poem yesterday inspired by a picture.  You can find it here.

Not only is the poem beautiful and thought provoking, but today, Ronovan went into explanation as to how the poem “wrote itself”.

This train of thought is what gave me fuel today.  That “ping”.

When I sit down to write, most of the time I am completely swept away by the story or point I want to make.  I fall down The Rabbit Hole.  My journey is usually one that is unexpected.

I have heard other writers make the same type of reference.  I had no idea how true it was until recently.  What may start out as a humorous story may end up being a real tear-jerker.  I just never know where my keyboard will take me.

The world falls away and I am carried to that magical, mystical place that only few know.  When I am completely immersed in something, I don’t want to pull myself back into reality.   The feeling is exhilarating and powerful!  It’s something I have come to crave.

When I don’t get my fix; when my keyboard is on strike, I feel let down, disappointed somehow.

I am not as prolific a writer as many of the wonderful people I follow on WordPress.  I want to be, believe me.  I need my fix.

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