Odd Feelings.

May 16, 2005 18:42

There are so many things I want to be. So many ways I picture my life. I wish I could write eloquently, in a way that would portray the image in my head the way I see it. I have so many images in my head, so many things I want to write about but why write if you can't get your point across?
I can write so much better when I am not anywhere near my parents, no offence to them, but my mother never thought my writting was very good. She homeschooled me, she's allowed to be critical, but she wasn't a writter. I write a freeform poem once (of which I will post when I can remember which book it's in) and when she read it she basically was saying that the problem was the poem didn't ryhm. I told her it was a freeform poem, it wasn't ment to ryhm. She told me that it painted a prity picture, but she just "didn't get poems like that". I don't want to write if people don't "get" what I'm saying. Anyway, if anyone has any good tips out there on how to write what's in your heart, please give me a clue. :)

-Lee Shadow
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