In this space we all strive to speak to an audience, to reach people on a level they understand and enjoy. Our intention is to enlighten or amuse, to shock and impact our readers, or to simply free the voice in our head. Regardless of why we are here, we want to write. We want to put our words into the world so people will read them and come back wanting more because something we said reached them on some unspoken level. We want to feel that some part of our psyche left an indelible imprint on their brain and they connect with our words in a multitude of ways.
We write for different reasons and we write in unique voices, but within the vast forum of the blogosphere there is a common thread that binds us all – we write. We may compose those words for a variety of reasons and our passions may be fueled by different fires, but we all burn with same intensity. Sometimes those flames completely engulf us and we are overwhelmed by the fury of the fire. And sometimes those embers simply lay in wait, still, with the hope of becoming a fire and requiring the strike of an idea to rekindle that pyre of words.
My intention when I started this blog was simply to write. What I didn’t expect was to encounter the myriad number of people who enrich my life with their words. I didn’t anticipate the number of people who are rapidly becoming a staple in my day by simply doing what they love to do and by sharing their voices as well. My voice has not been quelled, but amplified by the influence of those around me. My fire, although burning at a steady pace, is not only sustained by their thought-provoking words, it is intensified by their true passion for putting words to a page. For that, my fellow bloggers and potential friends, I thank you.
The light of the fire still warms me. It envelops me and hypnotizes me with the patterns in the flames. My sleep is disrupted. My moments of REM are becoming non-existent, but I accept that fate because my intention is to listen to the voices that rouse me from that slumber and give them the freedom to say what they want to say. Let the fire burn.
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To me, that’s the funnest part. Most of what I do on the internet involves blogs. I find the writings of other bloggers very compelling.
I think for me it is to free the voice in my head. I’ve got these thoughts that I try to get out. When it works and gels in just the right way it can be exhilarating.
I agree with everything you said. I spend more time at work reading blogs and I’m so far behind! I’m becoming a recluse because all I want to do is write and read other people’s writing. Thank goodness I make it more of a social event by adding wine and Twitter!! 😀
This might be my vanity speaking, but I can’t help but think that this post was referring to me the entire time.
PS. Read this post, then compare it to one of mine. Yours is much more eloquently and beautifully written. Mine’s more blunt and funnier. Your way with adjectives and adverbs when you describe anything is sublime.
Wow! That is a very generous compliment and graciously accepted with a mild flush to my cheeks.
You were certainly part of it, so your vanity is still in check. Which post am I seeking out?
Any of them. It doesn’t matter. Your writing will be superior.
Ironically, my every day thought process and humor is very parallel to your blog. I honestly wish I was able to write that way as well….always funny and bluntly honest.
It’s something I recently started to do. I didn’t let my “voice” into my writing until I started to see other bloggers doing it and amassing large followings doing so. I’m sure you could tell that by going through my archives the other day.
I’m glad you let your voice into your writing….you are a very witty guy and your humor never fails to amuse!
I guess I’m happy I let my other voice come through in my writing. I really do enjoy being a visual writer.
You’re quite good at it.
Thank you.
You’re very welcome.
And I forgot to say….Thank you, Daddy.
You’re quite welcome. It’s true, though. No need to thank me for speaking the truth.
I may have to open the double doors to get my ego out of here at 4:00!!
That’s okay. You don’t wanna leave it behind, do ya?
It very rarely impedes my entrance or exit, so I’ve never had to consider leaving it behind.
Well, it’s fun to learn new things, isn’t it?