Getting Real about something


For me to say my poetry or writings weren’t written to grab some attention would be a lie. Every writer, every artist, every creative being deep down wants to show their creation and get some kind of reaction.  A great deal of my writings were hammered out for me to help deal with something or someone affecting me, I couldn’t find my voice to say what I needed to say out loud to them so I wrapped it up in poetry thinking if they poked their head into my life they would read what I wrote and understand me better.

   Regardless of what age I nestle into when I write something that is meaningful first to me I think about there has to be someone else out there that has experienced the same or is going through the same emotional hurdles. I don’t expect the world to stop spinning and read what I wrote, I am well aware that the universe doesn’t revolve around me; I wouldn’t know how to handle it if it did. I do flirt from time to time with making lots of money off of my writings but that boils down to being at the right place at the right time or knowing the right people with money and power to pull you out of the shadows into notoriety.  I mean seriously, who the hell wouldn’t want to pull some kind of income off their creation?

   Each poem, essay or thought blurb may not have a hidden agenda but I wouldn’t mind some interaction on them. Did something I write strike a chord with you? Did it inspire you in any way? Did it make you smile, grind your teeth, roll your eyes, cry? Yes, okay I wouldn’t mind being noticed or admired but that is temporary and can only go so far. A creative artisan has something in them to share and behind each creation is a story and perhaps a hope that what ever they created will bring something to the table for someone else to enjoy or inspire.

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