Writing From the Heart

Sometimes I need to remember why I write, why I started this journey. Then my writing will enthrall and captivate readers and followers.

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” ~ Maya Angelou

As I continue to write my book, I focus on sections of my life at a time. So right now, my book is a hot mess, but I suppose all beautiful things start out messy right? I can say I have enjoyed my time to write while this pandemic is stressful, scary and uncertain it has allowed my creative juices to flow, stop and flow again. I am learning how to promote my blog along with my Facebook page and determining the content. That part is hard as I have so many ideas and thoughts how I narrow down to one. Plus, writing my book unearth feelings, memories and emotions I have moved on from, forgotten and remembered to forget. It is unsettling but healing at the same time. I do not expect everyone to understand what I write but do we write for the audience or for our healing? I just want to share my story and put my thoughts down on paper, which may scare some because I am probably a poster child for ADD with my thoughts and how scattered they are. I have been given inspiration, hope, and faith in the last few weeks of this life changing move I made. I though moving across state was big, try changing your direction to include your passion, lets face it insurance was not my passion, calling yes, passion no way!

Where to Start

My mind wanders daily, no hourly into places I have not yet been, places I want to be and explores thoughts I have not yet considered. I think sometimes my best writing is when I just sit and type, though it may not make sense to all of you, I know some of you understand me and get it. I read to finesse my writing, take APA courses, learn how to use verbs and adjectives properly, that will take time, so my grammar police sit down please. I get suggestions on how to write better, what to write about yet the best pieces are the ones that have no rough draft, it is just me writing. Writing helps me express my inner thoughts and feeling, I process them so that they are understandable to me. Yet when I write about my past, events and moments they bring back emotions, feeling and fears I was not prepared to feel again. Bring on the anxiety. So, I need to remind myself to start from the heart, start where the thoughts are created and sort it out later. I mean isn’t that what a blog is about, random fleeting thoughts that you put down on paper and then put into some chaotic order to make sense. I have no idea, but we shall see. I just know I cannot forget my roots of why I write, why I want to write, and writing is the start of it all. I must remember not everyone has the gift to put words down on paper that make any sense at all and to articulate how you feel in a way that captures others is a very special gift.

What Next

Now I need to learn the steps after the creative thoughts are typed out, how to manifest them into something people enjoy reading or look forward to reading. I love reading fiction novels because it takes you to a place that someone’s mind has created, and you read the words and movie appears in your head playing it out scene by scene. But what I enjoy more is reading non-fiction and biographies, I enjoy reading things as the writer processes it in their mind. It opens doors to areas I have not yet explored and allows me to get a glimpse into their mind by their writing style. Sometimes they are choppy and hard to process but that is how their mind works and it leaves me awe struck in how complicated or even simple a mind can be yet how confusing one’s thoughts can leave a person. This is where my love for reading began, I saw it as w ay to not only learn but understand each writer or author as they manifested their thoughts onto paper. I can even pick up when a new author picks up when one cannot finish, such as in Steig Larsson when he did not complete his series and it has been a huge debate on who and how I was finished, but I can tell you I noticed and once you adapt to a writers way of writing it is hard to change it up midstream, I never did finish the book.

When Will I Find My Niche

Now I write to clear my thoughts and that leaves me all over the place. I am certainly glad I made my blog the evolution of me, I apparently saw some sort of insight to the fact I can and will write about anything that is on my mind. I find things I am passionate about, things that affect me and moments that change me. My book is more a story of my life that will be changed into non-fiction for sake of saving many people the fear of their true colors being introduced to the world, plus no one can argue a story made up correct. My niche is many things, my passions, experiences, losses, pains and moments that have defined turning points in my life. I have a huge passion for food that I have not even touched on how I followed my dream and lost that dream and have struggled to retain that dream. The more I process and move on from it I find that maybe that is my hobby that allows me to seek solace and comfort not so much to make money off it. I have many people who think they know what I should do, talk about or create but they are not the ones in my mind daily creating thoughts and ideas. My niche is that I don’t have one, I write from the heart and it can literally be about anything. When I try to force myself to write about stuff or be a certain way it does not flow very well. I can barely squeeze our three paragraphs, yet when I just write I must force myself to find a spot to end it. Writing is a skill many do not have and while I may not be finessed, I can help someone who wasn’t sure they could speak about something, get over something or even walk away from something. I worry about offending my readers, but I suppose that is the newness to me publishing my writings in my blog. So, I need to not worry myself with those details and just write from the heart, that is my niche.As I continue to write my book, I focus on sections of my life at a time. So right now, my book is a hot mess, but I suppose all beautiful things start out messy right? I can say I have enjoyed my time to write while this pandemic is stressful, scary and uncertain it has allowed my creative juices to flow, stop and flow again. I am learning how to promote my blog along with my Facebook page and determining the content. That part is hard as I have so many ideas and thoughts how I narrow down to one. Plus, writing my book unearth feelings, memories and emotions I have moved on from, forgotten and remembered to forget. It is unsettling but healing at the same time. I do not expect everyone to understand what I write but do we write for the audience or for our healing? I just want to share my story and put my thoughts down on paper, which may scare some because I am probably a poster child for ADD with my thoughts and how scattered they are. I have been given inspiration, hope, and faith in the last few weeks of this life changing move I made. I though moving across state was big, try changing your direction to include your passion, lets face it insurance was not my passion, calling yes, passion no way!

Where to Start

My mind wanders daily, no hourly into places I have not yet been, places I want to be and explores thoughts I have not yet considered. I think sometimes my best writing is when I just sit and type, though it may not make sense to all of you, I know some of you understand me and get it. I read to finesse my writing, take APA courses, learn how to use verbs and adjectives properly, that will take time, so my grammar police sit down please. I get suggestions on how to write better, what to write about yet the best pieces are the ones that have no rough draft, it is just me writing. Writing helps me express my inner thoughts and feeling, I process them so that they are understandable to me. Yet when I write about my past, events and moments they bring back emotions, feeling and fears I was not prepared to feel again. Bring on the anxiety. So, I need to remind myself to start from the heart, start where the thoughts are created and sort it out later. I mean isn’t that what a blog is about, random fleeting thoughts that you put down on paper and then put into some chaotic order to make sense. I have no idea, but we shall see. I just know I cannot forget my roots of why I write, why I want to write, and writing is the start of it all. I must remember not everyone has the gift to put words down on paper that make any sense at all and to articulate how you feel in a way that captures others is a very special gift.

What Next

Now I need to learn the steps after the creative thoughts are typed out, how to manifest them into something people enjoy reading or look forward to reading. I love reading fiction novels because it takes you to a place that someone’s mind has created, and you read the words and movie appears in your head playing it out scene by scene. But what I enjoy more is reading non-fiction and biographies, I enjoy reading things as the writer processes it in their mind. It opens doors to areas I have not yet explored and allows me to get a glimpse into their mind by their writing style. Sometimes they are choppy and hard to process but that is how their mind works and it leaves me awe struck in how complicated or even simple a mind can be yet how confusing one’s thoughts can leave a person. This is where my love for reading began, I saw it as w ay to not only learn but understand each writer or author as they manifested their thoughts onto paper. I can even pick up when a new author picks up when one cannot finish, such as in Steig Larsson when he did not complete his series and it has been a huge debate on who and how I was finished, but I can tell you I noticed and once you adapt to a writers way of writing it is hard to change it up midstream, I never did finish the book.

When Will I Find My Niche

Now I write to clear my thoughts and that leaves me all over the place. I am certainly glad I made my blog the evolution of me, I apparently saw some sort of insight to the fact I can and will write about anything that is on my mind. I find things I am passionate about, things that affect me and moments that change me. My book is more a story of my life that will be changed into non-fiction for sake of saving many people the fear of their true colors being introduced to the world, plus no one can argue a story made up correct. My niche is many things, my passions, experiences, losses, pains and moments that have defined turning points in my life. I have a huge passion for food that I have not even touched on how I followed my dream and lost that dream and have struggled to retain that dream. The more I process and move on from it I find that maybe that is my hobby that allows me to seek solace and comfort not so much to make money off it. I have many people who think they know what I should do, talk about or create but they are not the ones in my mind daily creating thoughts and ideas. My niche is that I don’t have one, I write from the heart and it can literally be about anything. When I try to force myself to write about stuff or be a certain way it does not flow very well. I can barely squeeze our three paragraphs, yet when I just write I must force myself to find a spot to end it. Writing is a skill many do not have and while I may not be finessed, I can help someone who wasn’t sure they could speak about something, get over something or even walk away from something. I worry about offending my readers, but I suppose that is the newness to me publishing my writings in my blog. So, I need to not worry myself with those details and just write from the heart, that is my niche.