Today is Saturday. My favorite day of the week. Mom is at work and the kids are upstairs taking in some TV time while Dad works downstairs in his personal office in an attempt to get a blog out before breakfast. It's simple time. Sweet time. Time that won't last very long I'm sure.
As a writer, life and work can get awfully lonely sometimes. Though that's how we like it, us writers. Off on our own tapping away and trying to make sense of the world. In fact, it's the only way I can make sense of my world. That's why I do it. That's the first reason. The second reason I do it is for you, my readers.
To me there is nothing more pure than written prose that forces me into new thought patterns and shakes me loose from my day to day existence. Something that really forces me to consider something new or something old in a new and more inspiring way. I hope I do that for you, and yet often I hear nothing. Kind of like all those messages we send into outer space just in case there IS life out there somewhere. We keep sending them, and nothing comes back. Which is why I write for me first, and then for you. It's better that way. It's reason enough to do it. It heals me.
Every once in awhile, though, I do get a message back. Often just at the right time and in the right place. And that heals me too - deeply.
Yesterday my assistant passed along the following message from a reader...
"Your blogs sustain me. Knowing that such a motivated individual such as
yourself is out there to share his wealth of knowledge is such a feeling
of satisfaction - people are getting what they need."
"Please never remove me from your distribution list."
-Bridget
I thank you Bridget. I'm getting what I need too. And the sheer beauty of the reciprocation is that then everyone gets what they need and I get to keep writing.
Have a great weekend everybody!
John