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Who’s a Writer? Me! That’s Who!

My Blogging 101 Assignment is to write a post that builds on one of the comments I was inspired to make on a neighbor’s blog.  I would like to thank Kirsty Hamilton for inspiring me on her post: Too Much Coffee on her blog, The Novel in Her Head.

It was a delightful read and touched on a subject that I think all of us who blog can relate to. It is true, I may not become a poet laureate or win a Pulitzer prize for word craft, but that doesn’t mean that I am not a writer.  As I commented on Kirsty’s blog:

“I write…therefore I am a Writer…sometimes I have to introduce myself to myself out loud to overcome the insecurities I’m feeling.

Stand up straight, look at the air straight between the eyes…”Hello, my name is Kat…and I am a writer.” It’s a pleasure to know you, I mean me…well you know…😜 and I am suddenly back on track and ready to tackle that blank page!”

I am reminded of another time, when my writing focused on creating songs and performing them to crowds of two or three…and on a good night 20 or more…in the nooks and hollows of rural Virginia.  I remember lamenting then, that I might never land a record deal or find myself nominated for a Grammy, but that did not stop me from writing. As long as there was one person who listened, and was even moved by my songs, my efforts were not in vain. Back then I realized that I was like a honey bee flitting from flower to flower.  Only a few will rise to the level of the celestial orbs…the sun, moon and the “stars”…but we, honey bees have an important job to do.

I am grateful that this memory was sparked by Kirsty’s blog post. I have had my moments. Those choking motivation creepers that having me wondering how I ever had the audacity to think I should start a blog. I take solace in the fact that even the most brilliant writers here in our little neighborhood sometimes have doubts too.

Should we just give it up and save ourselves the effort?  That question’s only answer for me is a resounding NO!  I’ll take my 2 or 3 likes and the occasional comment on a particular post as my confirmation that I need to keep writing…not just for me, but for the flowers. Yes that means you, you sweet readers out there!  Because, oh by the way…I am a writer and I have something to say and an important job to do. 🙂

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