A funny thing happened. I started to write here because something was missing, things were changing, events were definately not happening. And I was wondering where my love for writing had gone. Slowly it came to me, that torrent of words, of ideas, of emotions, feelings, thoughts, pains. Now I just can’t stop. Can’t hold anything inside.
In the few months I’ve been here, I’ve browsed other peoples spaces, read their thoughts, ideas, stories, poems. Interacted with a few, to different degrees. Some want to be writers, some are. Some, like me, just need a place to express their feelings, no matter how dark. Others are true artists, social commentators, spectators.
It’s a wonderful experience so far. I belong wherever I go. And every one belongs here. I like to leave comments, I like it when people leave comments here. I try not to think about the audience when I write though. That’s a big trap. I’m not here because I want to be a writer when I grow up. I’m here for everything else.
Anyways, here’s Maddox’s take on blogs, enjoy!: If these words were people, I would embrace their genocide.
I try not to think about the audience when I write though
thats a really interesting point. lucky for me i dont have a big audience 🙂
thanks for your comments by the way, the smallest thing sometimes can make the biggest difference.
Maddox has made a name for himself on the web for hating the web and those who surf it. He’s a contradiction
He doesn’t take himself seriously at all… I just like his tone 🙂
face: you’re welcome. Thanks for your visits too 🙂