What do you like most about your writing?
Yes, I am a day late. Oh well.
I like that my writing makes people feel.
I’m talking about my real-life writing, not my fiction. I’m talking about my rants, my cries for help, my baggage that I have to unload.
Lots of people have told me that they feel what I write—even if they don’t relate. Someone told me he felt a connection to me because of my writing, and I think it may have been from just a few posts. (Then again, he may have been reading for a long time. We may have talked about that, but my memory sucks. I’ll have to ask him.) People respect my openness and honesty. It’s true that I hold nothing back when I talk about my emotions. Or about most things. I like that I am open, and obviously, that I am honest. (Although sometimes, I feel that I’m too open, and I need to rein it in. I usually don’t, but I probably should.)
I also like that my writing is real. What I mean is I write the way I talk. (Thus the occasional colorful language. I don’t clean it up here nor in my offline world.) Maybe that’s why people feel what I write—because they feel like I’m talking to them. And most of the time, I am. And it’s the truth. It may be wrong, but it’s my truth.
And the truth is, I wish these guys were my truth.
p.s. — I also like that my fiction is full of emotion, but I haven’t been writing much of that lately.