I wonder
I'm not sure who even reads this anymore. I have another blog in which I tend to post various musings about life and I write constantly either on my computer or in my notebooks. I write all the time, yet I have not written here since September. I wonder if Livejournal is falling out of vogue. I wonder if it even matter if what I write here is read by another pair of eyes other than mine. I guess the answer is obviously that it doesn't because I am here writing now.
This is a journal after all and not all journalings are meant to be read and catapulted into the light. Most of it should stay dark and brooding in the corner of some forgotten attic. But I love baring my heart for the world to see. I love putting my insides on a platter for dissection and consumption. We all have masochistic urges within us and we all express it in different ways.
In my life recently, I have been taking myself more seriously as an artist, particularly as a writer. I have a pretty good idea of what my voice is. I write how I think and how I feel. I am a visual artist painting with words because I don't know how to use a brush, pastels or a camera (yet). I am a prose poet primarily trying to break into the world of pure poetry. And I have found friends who see me as writer and poet and who encourage me through their own works to keep at my craft until I see something of merit that is worth sharing. I have found creative expression that suits me and I am the ready apprentice at the door of the many masters I see working around me.
So, with that in mind, I have decided to apply for a grant in writing. I had never considered anything like this until yesterday, when I went to a writing circle lead by a local hip-hop and spoken word artist. She brought copies of the information packet for this grant to the circle and with that small suggestion she opened a world of possibilities in my mind. With or without this grant, I could conceivable construct my own curriculum for the next year that would make me a better writer in general, a better poet specifically, and perhaps propel me to the next level (in my mind at least) of spoken word artist. Performance is the pinnacle that I am working towards. Why? Because I feel compelled to share. I have something to say and I want to say it. But most importantly I want to inspire others that might see themselves in me to do the same thing.
This is a journal after all and not all journalings are meant to be read and catapulted into the light. Most of it should stay dark and brooding in the corner of some forgotten attic. But I love baring my heart for the world to see. I love putting my insides on a platter for dissection and consumption. We all have masochistic urges within us and we all express it in different ways.
In my life recently, I have been taking myself more seriously as an artist, particularly as a writer. I have a pretty good idea of what my voice is. I write how I think and how I feel. I am a visual artist painting with words because I don't know how to use a brush, pastels or a camera (yet). I am a prose poet primarily trying to break into the world of pure poetry. And I have found friends who see me as writer and poet and who encourage me through their own works to keep at my craft until I see something of merit that is worth sharing. I have found creative expression that suits me and I am the ready apprentice at the door of the many masters I see working around me.
So, with that in mind, I have decided to apply for a grant in writing. I had never considered anything like this until yesterday, when I went to a writing circle lead by a local hip-hop and spoken word artist. She brought copies of the information packet for this grant to the circle and with that small suggestion she opened a world of possibilities in my mind. With or without this grant, I could conceivable construct my own curriculum for the next year that would make me a better writer in general, a better poet specifically, and perhaps propel me to the next level (in my mind at least) of spoken word artist. Performance is the pinnacle that I am working towards. Why? Because I feel compelled to share. I have something to say and I want to say it. But most importantly I want to inspire others that might see themselves in me to do the same thing.