I’ve been wanting to get my poetry out there for a while, and today I thought to myself: why not now? What’s stopping me?
It’s been a tough couple of months for my fiancée and me, having recently moved to a new city and begun transitioning into the new job market. Incomes are low, and sometimes morale is lower; we find it’s tough to even think we’re good enough for the things we want to do. As one might imagine, it’s put a bit of a damper on the creative process.
But isn’t all creativity ultimately borne of some heartache, some gnawing feeling of unworthiness? (Perhaps that’s just me.) Regardless, writing makes me feel better; ergo, I write. If it’s no small irony that writing makes me feel better about not being employed as a writer, so be it. Life is full of such ironies.
All I ask is an open ear and an open mind. Comments are welcome and encouraged. 🙂
-A
“From a very early age, perhaps the age of five or six, I knew that when I grew up I should be a writer. Between the ages of about seventeen and twenty-four I tried to abandon this idea, but I did so with the consciousness that I was outraging my true nature and that sooner or later I should have to settle down and write books.”
~George Orwell
I am enjoying your work very much. I do wish you success in your daily work as well as your writing. Your economy of words and clarity of expression is refreshing and speaks of integrity. I have been writing mostly short to medium sized poems on WordPress for about 4 years. Sometimes I am not motivated to write for weeks. But even during those doldrum times, I enjoy being able to review my work and see what other diverse poets and writers are sharing. I hope you are able to view a few of my poems at some point if you are able.
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