Why is it that I get stumped at the "About Me" every time? I know me, and I love words, so it shouldn't be hard to fill in a few short sentences about myself, about what I like, the "why" of a new blog.
I could ramble, I could say what I'm thinking, I could spew it all out and give the accurate picture of me. *grimace* Yet, I prefer to project the image-the smoky around the edges, photoshop the blemishes-image.
I have always desired to be a writer. A good writer. I want the words to come out in champagne poetry with the first pour. But this is not the truth. I have realized that good artists can not necessarily sketch anything they see without erasing, but instead they love to draw and give time to their craft until they begin to master it.
So this is what I am willing to do: put time into the craft of writing, to practice, to hone my skill, to present truth, to play and imagine, to fill pages upon pages to find a jewel of a thought. I don't want to wait till the words formulate just perfectly in my mind to create the "image"...the "look". Instead, I will get it out of my head, write it out with as many words as are needed, re-arrange it, pile more on top, scribble some out ...and write. Because I love writing. And someday I may become good at it.