Passionate


As an undiscovered writer I consider myself to be part of a creative force. Being mostly a right side brainer I am always thinking of new ways to re-invent the wheel and most creatives will agree that even though anything I may cook up or spin out is really nothing new but it is to me. When I write about something it’s usually something I am dealing with or have gone through, something personal and nine out of ten times there is a cryptic message enclosed. If I post something somewhere I feel that someone out there has or is going through, has or is feeling the same or some way can benefit through something I write or share.

   I am very passionate about my writing and I am passionate about cooking, they are two things I am really good at without sounding full of myself. I haven’t been able to cut a profit from either of my passions nor have I been able to stir excitement and a large following to fan the fires of my passions. At first that was hard to accept. I couldn’t understand why family and friends were not as on fire and were not like the wind eager to spread my fire. At first I thought that they didn’t care or were too involved in their own personal passions but then I realized after two published passions that went nowhere and one free story that hit a wall that my passions were exactly that, MY passions. Whatever I write, paint, cook or craft it is my thing and even though I do post a majority of my writings for whom ever to read I am not comfortable with over posting or over sharing or expecting others to set themselves on fire with my passions.

  I am now okay after trial and error with posting not every thought, not every creation and I have settled with not getting a high five or timed attention for everything I do. Don’t get me wrong if I create something or share stuff I like being recognized just like anyone but it’s not the end of the world if that doesn’t happen. They are my passions and they will always be part of me whether someone notices them or not.


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