Write. Somebody Needs To Read You

You and I can't be the only two people out here in the Universe who absolutely love to read all kinds of writings.  Thank g-d for the endless sea of writings from which we can pick from depending on our moods or purpose.  As a writer, I often sit inside of the cozy privacy of my own head and judge the hell out of others who have written. My thoughts swing from, "I could have done that", "that piece is so elementary", "been there done that!" to "wow, how could my writing possibly compare to this masterpiece."

The common theme that rises out of this for me is that what a published writer has accomplished in whatever format it is, is that they have w r i t t e n.  They have endured whatever process was needed for them to get their thoughts and information on to a page and they have published it. Period. End of story.  The net net is that usually what has irritated me the most about a piece is that whoever the schmuck-face is that wrote it, WROTE IT!  They didn't keep their thoughts and ideas; however simple, over done or ridiculous I may perceive it to be, stuck inside of their heads. They put it into print (digital and or paper).

And then there is the perfectionist tyrant who lives inside of my head. Actually, I wonder if there is a whole troop of perfectionists who I have allowed to take up residence in my head.  So powerful have I allowed it/them to become that I often abandon myself before I even begin to actualize an idea to prose or art because "it" just couldn't possibly meet, much less exceed, the perfectionist committee inside me.

So, I'm standing up to them and have made a commitment to write every day.  Even when I don't feel the big satisfying "hit" of writing something that grabs you. We need to write something because people like you and me will look forward to reading it.