December 5, 2009
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It took me months and months after writing here to ever start listing “I write” when people asked what I did or what my hobbies were. I’ve never taken a writing class or thought that I could be a writer. What I have always thought though, is that I have seen so many amazing things, met so many incredible people and had far to many eye-opening adventures in my 31 years not to find a way to share them somehow. Why not just start babbling and hope some super-experienced official writer doesn’t show up someday to rip me a new one about how I am a disgrace to “real” writers everywhere.
As of today- no one has come to rip me a new one yet.
Whew.
And so I babble…
One great lesson I’ve learned in fumbling through my words here is that no one really gives a hoot about me having a vocabulary that could reach the end of the earth or perfect punctuation. People want and like something they can actually relate to. I have had countless; “I can relate Di!” or “Me too!” It’s such a treat because not only does it make me feel like- great, I’m not some crazy freak after all who’s the only one who thinks/feels this, but other people think/feel it too! When I saw Malcolm Gladwell’s latest book;
“What The Dog Saw” and this quote of his- I thought it was perfect to share on the subject of relatability:
“Good writing does not succeed or fail on the strength of its ability to persuade. It succeeds or fails on the strength of its ability to engage you, make you think, to give you a glimpse into someone else’s head.”
Some of the best gifts I’ve received in my life are those experiences and people who make me stop and think; think differently and openly. I hope by me struggling to find my strengths, security and voice in my life and in this crazy world, then sharing them here with you- I’ve been able to make you think differently and openly about your life too.
Here’s to things and people that make you stop and think.
