Another blog post I found from years ago..previously written 1/25/07
Ok, so…i was reading a friend’s blog today…shes an incredible writer, (I’ve probably told her that once or twice) and its not so much what she writes, but the way and how she writes it. Its the rhythm, the structure and the melodic details falling where they may. Whatever it is, its not what is said, but the way its said.
Out of all the things I claim to be, a writer isn’t one of them. But when I find myself writing I want to do it well. Its this humanistic, selfish desire to be very good at something, even when if its not something you do often, much less spend very much time on. I wish I could write in such a way that it inspires people…and urges them to better themselves, perhaps even to greatness. Artistically, designing I live in those same goals…to inspire. When I do write, though sparingly…I want it to mean something…something beyond the reckless bablings of a 21-year old college senior. I’m far more than that; I want my writing to reflect as much.
Writings, words, and the way they are all said have always meant something to me. If I can write produce a writing to go along with a piece of art I’ve done, my satisfaction is two-fold. The piece means significantly more because I can express verbally in the same way I have visually.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again…I truly admire writers because if their ability to paint pictures, create visualizations and craft dreams.
So again, here’s to the people that inspire me to be more, even if its in the lesser concentrations of my life….
