As the new year came in with it’s pomp and gaiety. Fireworks, smiles on faces, partying and even people getting drunk. I found myself experiencing this writers’ bane. I love reading and writing has been a part of me but I couldn’t for the life of me understand it. Writer block.
I have written three poems and they didn’t cut it. So I saved them on my simple notepad as a reminder of my failed attempts to write.
I decided to follow two people whose writings impressed me while we were at the last Commons Blogging University. #Rosemawrites and #Jacqueline.
These two were the concerned writers I was fortunate to meet. They read almost everyone work. Every where I turn to they were commenting, giving thumbs up and encouragement. I was new here and I was very confused. I did my assignments faithfully and tagged blogging U but that was how far I went and all I did.
I had no idea how to post my link on the commons general page. I was so lost. I had to settle for reading the few work I found captivating and ditched the rest. My email box was filled with them and at a point I stopped checking them.
Everyone was writing. Everyone wanted his/her work checked out. It was very selfish. *shrugs* We are writers, we thrive on such things.
Jacqueline reblog Kat Music Monday #14 and I thought “why not give it a try?” It was a push for me in the right direction.
Personally, I am currently facing a transition. I am at a point where love and marriage sounds scary.
I really don’t think it is normal. There should be a word for such condition. The fear of falling in love and getting married.
Whatever the case maybe, I feel positive and I know I’ll be fine.
It’s evening here in the city of Lagos, Nigeria.