Jul 29, 2007 00:08
I'm not sure what is right/wrong with my life right now, but I'm not exactly worried about it. I've figured some things out, and I worry less than I had before, but at the same time, there are parts of me from the before that I miss.
For instance, I miss writing on here. I know it seems pretty simple, but my writing has grown (maybe not in talent, but at least in dedication), and now find myself going to three or four places to write my stories, and I've discovered that this isn't one of them. I'm not really sure how that happened. Of course, since I am writing every day, I feel very consistent, however, since I'm only posting once here, and once there, and once more over there, it's very choppy to those who only see me in one place or another. So, for anyone who likes reading my stories, please check out my MySpace page. It's myspace.com/misguidedemotions
That's where I put the stuff I want people to see, the stuff I want people to read. I have another journal on here that I keep for my private stories, the ones I'm not ready to let go of yet. They're dark...really dark. And those stories scare me and I'm ashamed of them, for the most part. They'll be found when I'm dead, and I just hope that those who knew me when I'm alive realize that everyone has a dark half, and that's how I kept mine under control. I will NOT tell anyone that journal name. It's friends only, and I have not added a single friend.
I also have added stuff to different e-zines and submitted to random publishing places, but nothing consistent enough that I'd be noticed (apparently). But, again, I regress to the initial statement...I've been lost to this journal.
I'm not trying to shun anyone in anyway, and I feel that this journal (and LJ) has given me a forum that I desperately needed. I just wish I could remember to double post some things, because, in all honesty, LJ is where I got the best feedback from, and I really miss that, too. I heard Jim Carrey say once that his entire objective when taking the stage sometimes was to bomb as miserably as possible, and survive it. I feel like I'm in that phase of my life right now. I'm putting stuff out there, and sometimes it feels I'm ignored (which is murder to a writer seeking feedback). I am not speaking to anyone here, I'm mostly mentioning the people at my other posting places. Anyway, I wanted to put my MySpace up because I think that's where most of my posts/blogs/whatevers will be for the time being...and if I don't post here again for quite some time, you can find me there. I'm not hiding, I'm just...somewhere else.
OH, and for my Beatlemaniac friend...I am not trying to keep you from my stories, and I'm not trying to make you join in the fad...you are one of my biggest fans ever, and that will never change.