An Answer To A Writers Prayer
Last night I prayed. I prayed for a new story. Writing yesterday unlocked something hidden for a long time. Something a part of me knew but didn’t want to admit.
That’s the beauty of writing for me, especially this kind of writing, on my private blog.
It unlocks feelings, insecurities, thoughts and attitudes I didn’t know I had, and shows me where they come from.
I realise also this is a different type of writing than my professional writing. It’s not the same style or quality in many ways. It’s just different.
I want to begin writing professionally again. I am feeling I want to write again pieces which will help others. Pieces which will be a blessing. I want to share my insights, my heart with people. Not in attempt to be better, clever or right, as might have been subconsciously true before. But because I have a gift - my words, my insight, my vision, intelligence and passion, which I believe can genuinely help others. I have messages to share which can make a difference.
And I want to get better as a writer too. I wanted push myself, to raise the bar, to not settle for what I have been doing. I want to write great work - both in terms of books and blog posts. I want the material I share with others to be my best work.
I want to really work at blog posts and refine them, which I haven’t really done before. I want to constantly push the limits of what I am capable of. That’s how I am going to grow as a writer, and a person.
That begins now. The journey back to public blogging has well and truly begun. I have some topic ideas, but I also now have clear, genuine vision of how and why I want to do it, which has nothing to do with ego, being better or being right or successful.
And credit to God. He has clearly heard my prayer.