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I am: The Djembe Warrior Drummer Princess, The Belly Shaking Goddess, The Seeker, The Mystic, and The Writer in Quiescence.

Pledge:

I vow to write in this blog at least ONCE a week about my journey as a writer. I promise that I shall conquer my fear of the Written Word and Blank Page/Screen. I will overcome the Writer's Block and will publish numerous times. I will grow as a writer and as a human being undeterred by the daily hardship and nuisance. (Yeah right....)

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Monday, March 15, 2010

Who am I to write?


OMG - this was written a long time ago, fall 2009. How far have I come!  I am ACTUALLY pursuing my dream right now AND I'm going to be PUBLISHED in the Buffalo News!

Isn't it lame that the only follower of my blog is myself? Well what do I want? I haven't written anything worth reading, nor do I want anyone to read what I'm writing. It's just ramblings after all.


But write I do want, and it's my dream...


In search of any creative writing workshops/classes in Buffalo I found only online classes. For only $89 I can learn how to be a Travel Writer or how to Write a Life Story. But the point is, I need people to share my writing with, not the computer. Moving on to looking for any kind of creative/journal writing online, I get the same result, "Purchase this program and you will write your therapy journal and observe your progress, as featured on TV...", "For paid members, we offer online workshops...", "Buy hardcover journals for only $19.95...", blah... blah... blah...


I just want to write, not PAY for it. It gets even worse when I try to find a book on creative writing at the library. I think that THEY. JUST. DON'T. EXIST! Now if I wanted to actually PUBLISH something, there's a lot of help in that. Publishing children's books, romance writing, fiction writing, writing AND PUBLISHING about your life for retired and postmenopausal geriatrics, getting an agent, a publisher, and editor, etc. etc. etc.


GAH! I WANT to write, I truly do, but I just don't get any inspiration. Nor do I think that what I have to say actually matters. I'm not as funny, or creative, or interesting as other people. I never got cured of cancer by Jesus, never taught overseas, never adopted an autistic child from Cambodia, never climbed Mt. Everest, never shook Dalai Lama's hand, never was on TV or even radio... I AM BORING! AND I lead a boring life! Describe myself in three words: I own a house, I'm married, I got a cat, oh yes, and I teach ESL. What's that? You're saying that's more than three words? Smart alecs. I know. But the point is that that's all there is. BORING.


I just want to get out of here.

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