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I feel like such a fraud. I don’t know if I really have a talent in writing or not. Before, writing was my life. I’d write every second of every minute of every day but now I’d go days and weeks and even months without writing.
Sometimes, I feel like my writing is only connected to my Bipolar. I used to be prolific in writing whenever I was having my attacks. I’d have no trouble writing a poem or an essay. It just came to me. Now, I have to work doubly hard to come up with something to write. I’m not used to it and that’s what’s making me think if I’m a talentless hack or not. What used to come to me like oxygen to my body is now like a super hard nail embedded in wood, too hard to take off.
Because of this I’ve actually stopped applying to and accepting writing jobs. I did this last year but while doing this, there was always the fear gnawing at the back of my mind as to how long I can do this until the juices stop. Until I can’t write anymore. Until now, I’m so scared that what if they give me a topic and I can’t, for the life of me, write?
The writing process for me has never been so hard nor complicated. I just always wrote, the same way I just breathe. Not thinking about it but just doing it. Sometimes, reading what I wrote afterwards, I felt like I was possessed. That someone took over my mind and body and wrote. That’s how one I was with my writing. It’s been a while since I felt it. I miss writing so much.
I have a suspicious feeling my going to law school did this, along with aggravating my Bipolar attacks. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed law school, especially Criminal Law, but it made me pay a price that was so high. It changed me in ways I didn’t anticipate nor expect. It took away my passion and self-love. Now that I know though I can proactively work towards being me again, only better. With this in mind, I look towards the future with excitement and hope. Maybe I’ll even get to write that book I’ve been meaning to write. I just have to work on it. Like many other things.
Hello everyone! I started a YouTube Channel to showcase my poems on a different platform. The name of the channel is Moonlight Reflections. I already posted my very first video yesterday night. I hope you’ll check it out and subscribe to it. I’ll try to post weekly and put out the best poetry I have.
You can find my YouTube channel here if you can’t find it manually. Thanks!
HBO showed the new Ghostbusters movie this afternoon and I forgot how good it was. I remember the days leading up to the showing of the film, how a lot of people were giving the film a hard time and saying how it won’t be a good movie. When my husband and I watched it in the theaters, we were pleasantly surprised though. It was funny and exhilarating and the female leads had a good chemistry. And Chris Hemsworth!
Anyway, watching the movie made me think if they were gonna do a part 2! I really hope so!!! I wanna watch more of Patty and what else the “Power of Patty” will compel. And what about Kevin? He was already figuring out the telephone, maybe he’ll be in the intermediate level of telephone use in part 2…or God help us, expert level! And what about the delivery guy, will he get a new motorcycle? And will they ever, ever get the soup to wanton ratio right? These are all pressing questions that need to be answered and a part 2 will put those questions to rest. Plus, Slimer! What will happen to the little guy? Will he make a comeback or is he forever stuck in the other world? Again, pressing questions people!!! I need answers! Part 2 please!
Sooo…now I have to be more logical – as opposed to not being logical, at all.
Just got back from a session with my psychiatrist and now that I’m not really having such bad attacks (I chalk this up to the medicine!), she tells me that my attacks are mainly connected to me not being able to fully control my emotions. As in I let it rule me. Well, I am a writer. I run on emotions. Unfortunately, that reasoning didn’t sit too well with her and now I have to practice using logic whenever I feel that my emotions are getting the best of me. Not that I have anything against logic but I have never really used it that much. Good thing my husband is more logically mature than I am so he will help me enter this new terrain. I’m just worried what it will do to my writing. But then, if I can only write when my emotions are on high I’m not that much of a writer am I? I guess we’ll see where this new thing will take me. I’ll try and make Spock proud!
My mind is everywhere right now! There’s a million and one things I want to do and I can’t organize them into top priority and least priority. I am excited to have a lot of ideas for my book, When the Heart Speaks, on the other hand, I know I have to finish my second poetry book before I even attempt to write anything on WTHS. It’s just that I have a lot of ideas already for WTHS but I can’t be scattered, I have to focus on one thing first and commit to it until the very end. That’s how I get sometimes, I start one thing then another idea gets to me and I start on that one immediately, forgetting what I was working on first. Sheesh. Any of you guys ever experienced this? Isn’t it kinda annoying? I am all for multi-tasking but sometimes my brain is so wired it gets too much. It’s like I’m on a sugar rush or caffeine jolt and I have to keep doing things. Ok, I’m just going on and on now. Haha! Oh well, until next time when I write something worth reading! Ciao!
I’ve noticed that I can’t write whenever I am surrounded by everyone in my family. No, it’s not that I am distracted, it’s more that in the hustle and bustle of life in our household, I can’t find myself. I find it difficult connecting to my inner self. I guess that’s why most writer’s feel the need to be alone when they write. Blessed are those who can still write even with all the activity around them but for me and some writers, we need solitude.
Solitude, I’ve learned, helps me connect with my inner self. The one that helps with my reflective mood, the one that reaches into my soul and helps put pen into paper and come up with something. There’s something in being totally alone that triggers my reflections. It’s like I go inside myself and see the world differently, thus, think differently. I feel like I turn into a completely different person, someone with a contemplative and sensitive soul and I feel like I can write the whole day and still have a billion more to say. What’s good with about this is that, afterwards, I feel refreshed. Like I took a dip into a clear pool and emerged fresh and new. I don’t know about the others but I think solitude has helped me a lot not only with my writing but also mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.
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Recent changes in my life has led me to a more reflective path especially when my role instantly added one more part – that of a mom.
As a wife and mother, sacrifices are a must. Heck, it’s part of the job description! But doing those sacrifices doesn’t make me weak. No. It makes me stronger knowing that I am still whole, I am still me even if I have to give up certain things I want to do in favor of my husband’s and son’s happiness. It may not sit well with others especially the ultra feminists out there but I don’t really agree with how they define feminism.
For me, being a feminist does not mean you have to overpower men with every opportunity you get. It doesn’t mean you have to beat men into submission with everything you say and/or do. It doesn’t mean that women are better than men. My definition of feminism means being comfortable with being a woman, including all the flaws and weaknesses that go with it – embracing you for who you truly are, not who you think society wants you to be. It means accepting that sometimes women are stronger than men but sometimes we are also weaker and that is ok, especially if we do not lose our sense of self. Being a feminist in my view is being an equal to man. Never up there nor down below but always on the same level as he is – always and forever.