In writing, as it is in life…
“Mistakes are the portals of discovery.” (James Joyce)
Paraphrasing that, to err is to discover. And oh wow, there’s so much I have “discovered” in the past few months in my professional and personal life. Everything’s not peachy, but hey, definitely not everything’s shitty either. I’m just going through these portals and trying to learn as much as I can.
It’s the first day of March (a Friday payday, woo hoo!) as I’m writing this at home. The previous blog post was written five months ago, that’s how long I already stopped blogging. I was just so immersed in my work– basking in the pressure, reveling in the deadlines, most of which I couldn’t keep. There was just too much to do and too much to handle. And I was enjoying every minute of it.
I’m lounging around on the first day of my mini four-day vacation leave. This is one of those vacations where as I’m blogging, I can hear the TV blaring and my mother going on about that medical check-up I have to schedule. My e-mail is open waiting for work-related stuff to come in. My BlackBerry is charging, waiting for more work-related stuff to pour in. A newsletter draft gasps for air; it’s pleading for my help and it’s already bloody red from all the corrections. My niece comes up to me, asking me to read the new “Where is Maisy?” book I just gave her. (I happily oblige.)
No musings on a deserted beach. No soft breeze from the sea. No strawberry daiquiri or pina colada with the mini umbrella.
I am exactly where I am supposed to be, about to enter another portal of discovery.
Well, it has been a while since I’ve written or done anything remotely…creative. Personal and work concerns have been uhmm…weighing me down. How do I get my (writing) groove back?
From the depths of the abyss,
To read the full story, click on Recapturing the magic of writing through blogging.
“In a major way, blogging and writing poetry sparked my interest in creative writing and romancing words. I received no formal training on this type of writing, but I am emboldened by the fact that so many blogs are out there, and not all of them are great. Do I intend to uplift the quality of writing out there? It ís a noble intention that seduces, but right now, it just feels good to write for leisure and have my voice out there in the worldwide web blackhole.
As I continue blogging, I find that the process of discovering and writing more excites me. It excites me in the same way that power blackouts at work make my heart palpitate. I would love to learn more.
I realized that it is the mindful, zoning-out process of writing that I like. The end-result may not always be great, and I would have my bosses and/or editors to thank for. But still, the mere effort of stringing words and creating something readable and usable to at least one other person on earth makes it all worthwhile.”