Okay, it’s over. I tried and I realized, writing is in my blood!!
I tried to not write anything for over a week now and, well, I am about to go crazy. I have not written blogs, stories, poems, or even notes. The only thing I did write were status updates on Facebook, which can some times be a short story. I like to tell people things.
I have been down, angry, antsy, and everything else that happens to a junky when you take away their drugs. Oh yeah, I’m saying it, writing is my drug. It’s the one thing that calms my stress and helps me find a happier me. Well, that and reading.
I just wanted to see what would happen if I took all writing out of my life for a week. I am always questioning if I am really a writer. I wonder sometimes if I do it because I love it and need it, or if I just do it to make people think I am creative. I now have my answer. I love it and need it in my life.
Now, should I be an author? That question still hangs in the balance of things. If anything, I will at least tell my kids awesome bedtime stories one day. But I do want to be an author. I want to share my crazy mind with the world. I will make it one day, right along with my dream to open my own bakery. I have a pretty awesome life ahead of me.
And now for a confession. I didn’t give up all writing. I evidently can’t give it up completely. I wrote in my journal one night. I was depressed and I needed that outlet, I had to write the things down that were stuck in my head. I don’t always feel comfortable telling people about the things going on in my head. I scare myself sometimes with the thoughts that cross my mind.
I also don’t like to tell people when I have fallen into that dark hole that makes me question my own life. I don’t have suicidal thoughts anymore, but I do have moments where I want to give up and just hide under a rock, or I wonder what life would be like without me. I always end up really upset for the people around me. I am pretty awesome and their life would be boring without me.
I also wrote a short story with my mom and brother. My brother drew a picture and I wrote the story. My mom latter added to it. It was down on the white board that we keep on the fridge. Take a look.
The character my brother drew didn’t have ears. He went in after I wrote the story and added ears. Then my mom went in about new technology. I love it. My family inspires me.
Also, Happy Halloween month!! I seriously love Halloween and I can’t wait to show you all the wonderful things I plan on doing. Hopefully a new job is coming my way, a job with more money. Meaning I can buy more stuff to make cakes.
Last year I was going to carve pumpkins but I never got around to it. This year I am going to do that and hopefully try making pumpkin pie. I have seen so many awesome cake stuff for Halloween. I just love this time of year!! I have already made one cake for Halloween. I will share it with you sometime soon.