Writing for Me

 After doing one of the assignments for this class,  or maybe a different Lit class it got me thinking about why and what people write about.  Some write to release stress. Some for the enjoyment of others. Some just for the grade. And others write just to write. No matter what age, no matter what occupation, we have learned as a society have this fear. This fear that has morphed over into out individuality.  The fear of being rejected.  The fear of people not liking us.

 I have never blogged before, but from what I understand it is a 'me' page. So I'll write what I want. People will either like it or they won't.  Just as people will either like me or they won't. I have noticed that my writing reflects me, my personality.  It is kinda jumpy, and goes one way or the other, and I like to think that it has satire. But when it is put all together it is me. 

I know that there are people out there that don't like me, and that is o.k. because there are people out there that I don't like.  As long as we treat each other with a common respect that we each deserve, or at least with civility life will go on.  They are a pot hole in my road to somewhere, and yes pot holes can be disastrous but the don't completely stop you forever.

So as I write this, I conclude that I do my writing for me.  If people enjoy it then that is good.  If people  don't that that is their opinion, and I have no problems with that. I hope that the people who do read this have a smile on their face, and hopefully do their writing for themselves instead of for the grade, or orthers, or whatever that may be. 

Till tomorrow...