Sometimes You Just Gotta Let it Out

And I’m not talking about farts.

When it comes to writing, sometimes you just gotta get the words out–out, out, out! Sometimes they come screaming out of you–maybe at someone else…maybe out loud in your car….whilst giving the finger to some asshole who just cut you off. Sometimes they sneak out of you, at a romantic time or a time when you’re just feeling some type of way.  Sometimes they come late at night, before bed–as mine usually do–where it’s just something you’ve got to jot down before hitting the sheets. Whatever or however it may be, the words will come. Not all at once, and usually the first time they won’t be very good…but they’ll come. And maybe you’ll smile because you feel better or maybe you’ll cry because you feel worse. Whatever the case, let the words come. Whatever the circumstance, let the words come. If you feel them coming out of you, let them out. They need to be said, or written, or jotted, or whatever.

For the people like me–who dream to be writers or…whatever–words are our power. Some people are good with numbers and some are good with words. Those that are good with both are wizards and deserve that damn Hogwarts letter. BUT for those who are not good with the math, at least we can be good at the words. In my previous post, I talk about what I love about writing and how words make me feel. Reading and writing come hand-in-hand, in most cases. But for those times when reading isn’t required and you’re just in the mood to write, let it flow. Do whatever it is that makes you do your thing and keep it coming.

Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke (in the hillbilly words of Eric Church)–do some yoga, hit the trails, drive around with the music too loud, or be that pretentious ass in Starbucks that is so obviously being a writer that it kills you a little inside….be any of those people you want…but just write. Write, write, write.

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at the typewriter and bleed.” – Ernest Hemingway.     (okay, I wish that could be that easy but sure, whatever…)

~ whatever forever ~



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