Blurred Thought

Starting

I have been writing for many years, since I was a young child. I wrote my first (now lost) story shortly after I learned how to write. I’m writing for magazines, websites, blogs and myself. Among them, stories, unfinished novels, articles, even poems for a very short while. It has been fun most of the times and still is. Anyone who writes for a long time knows that sometimes it's tiring, and occasionally there is not much to add. I can't count the number of times I sat in front of a paper or a computer screen and couldn't write a single word. The head is empty, the sheet is blank. This must be one of the most frustrating things an artist can feel. I do not consider myself an artist in the common sense of the word; though I think anyone who creates something new is an artist, which might be a painter, composer, writer, designer or a computer programmer.

Even with writing so much through the years, I never wrote about myself. It’s always about something or someone else, real or fictional. I was playing with the idea of writing a personal blog for a while, but never until now did anything with it. So I guess this is a new beginning. I don’t know how much I will write here, I don’t know what can I write about at all. I think I might have a difficulty with writing about myself, but we’ll have to see how it goes…

posted by TheBlurredOne at 8:09 AM