Why your blog still matters

Your blog is your place for thinking, and then typing what you think. It's your news source and outlet for relaying whatever you've got to say, and putting it out there. Even if no one reads it—let's hope that's not the case—your blog is a collection of all of your thoughts, organized chronologically and categorically. 

blogging is important

It's a place to share and blend multiple, mutually-attractive ideas that you've learned from others, but with your elaborations. It can be a collection of randomness. Its overall message may be one, or it may be best summarized in a cloud of words (i.e., tag cloud) that do or do not imply any regard for convention. 

Your blog posts ping the internet search engines as new content—something favored by Google, et al. In other words, the ranking of your web site or standalone blog itself will increase the more you blog.

There are many other reasons to keep blogging and even more reasons to start one today. Claire Diaz-Ortiz gives us a list of reasons why to start a blog. My favorites are "You're a great typer, and are in desperate need of an outlet for your skills" and "You get up at 5 AM, but don't know why."

wake up early to blog

I do wake up early and tell myself it's because I want to go to early morning yoga or be done exercising before everyone else even wakes up. But, the truth is I wake up early to write when my head is most pure. I wake up to blog...

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Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part twelve

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part twelve

carve your way to that which makes you feel alive

Continuing on from i had no idea, part eleven in Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, I never knew until then that I would thank you.

...a thought process

Is it a heart or mind that is captured when a story comes to live on the screen as if concocted as typed? A memory or imagery merges—paints itself across the screen as envisioned—with feelings and colors from a world that doesn’t quite exist, yet does.

And why is it that the light that shines now is any less real than the skin on my fingertips? The light illuminates what is normally dormant, overlooked, passé.

It’s as if the unspoken words say,

thank you for helping me in ways I never could have imagined. You brought me to life. Now alive with purpose, I create, evolve and make dreams come true.

I love to create you too. Wherever you are, close your eyes and pretend you are with me. Even if you are not, in some way you still are. It works. Seriously.

Can’t you carve out a better way for yourself than what you currently allow to drive you?

Yes, but I don’t know how.

Just do it in the same way you’d carve a stone to feel your way to me. I listen. So will they.

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Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part seven

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part seven

of time, of you

Continuing on from i see now in your mind, part six of Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, the way you are looking at me now creates an incredible story in me.

...when your insides melt

What is inside you when you feel like melting? Are the particles of you floating eloquently in space aimlessly, or alive… waiting to pounce? You remind me of a memory where the bubbles of time enter without a cue, knowing their place. As rain trickles down, you feel your shield disarm and instead embrace the piercing of each drop.

I gave myself unknowingly, yet trusting. I knew I too needed to be healed.

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Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part six

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part six

i splash, you jump

Continuing on from when it's all wrong, part five in Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, it's obvious to me that creative words come from the heart.

...i see now in your mind

The way you are looking at me now creates an incredible story in me. It goes on for days. Did you know the power of your eyes? The power of us—as my eyes connect with yours, even from the distance, even in pixels that attempt to encapsulate skin and texture?

You are telling me that you would have done it; you would have immersed yourself too because I did. We would have been fools together, yet not, as we would have been truly happy in our moment made for us. It's ok, you whisper, as you wipe my makeup that smeared from my tears. We could not have planned it better if we tried.

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Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part five

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part five

when? whenever i feel like it. that's when.

Continuing on from sometimes silenced, part four of Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, somtimes the words don't come.

When are you going to write poetry? Do you have to feel like it to write poetry?

...when it's all wrong

It‘s obvious to me that creative words come from the heart and the soul of life, which when flowing freely come sporadically. It is what’s in the silence in between moments.

When it’s all wrong—when all avenues are clogged—the words hide behind what’s tender and unspoken. As if being controlled by some other force, they lie dormant crying unheard, alone.

Expressions of apathy take the place of worlds of hurt, anguish, love and tenderness. They scream “you don’t care anyway so why should I speak.”

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Healthy eyesight: Luteins, red wine and computers

I went to the optometrist today for my first time in all my years—having 20/20 vision all my life—because I noticed that in the last year or so, I am no longer able to read the fine print on my iPhone. For that matter, I cannot focus on anything anymore that is within a one-foot distance from my eyes. This is new for me.

Short of getting reading glasses, which I'm actually excited about for the first time in my life, I wanted to get a detailed eye exam to find out the real scoop on my eyes and get an expert opinion on how to proceed.

To make a long story short, I was prescribed luteins. Or should I say, more luteins—in other words, red wine. As a red wine enthusiast (both consumer and wine-tasting tour-vacationer), I am continually happy to hear of the health benefits of my beverage of choice. My only alcoholic beverage, in fact.

red wine grapes

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Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part two

Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part two.

painting by Amanda G. Wright Continuing on from a faucet of words, part one of the Behind the eyes of a writer™ series, the writer is a person whose faucet of words continue to flow.

Write with me
... as if I'm writing you
... as if I hear only your voice.

...when reader meets writer

When reader meets writer, nuances of meaning become interspersed as a vision is painted in one mind, relayed by a dream in the other mind, yet transposed. The writer knows how to allude to a holographic world—once secret, now exposed.

Writing involves a sinking into silence—that is loud enough to hear inklings of thoughts. Whether they be thoughts within you or thoughts of another person telling a story, listening is an art. As whispers emanate words, it’s a skill to listen to the message of the one for whom the words are written.

For, listening goes beyond the ears. It involves the intellect as it mixes with imagination. Capturing the imaginative style with coherent words on a paper that involve original ideas is writing.

Image by Amanda G. Wright

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Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part one

 Behind the eyes of a writer™: A series, part one

poetic writing for creative ad copy

...a faucet of words

The writer is a person whose faucet of words continues to flow. There is no on/off switch. But, the writer—an author of freelance ways of the mind—can also take a nap. A good nap. And in that slumber, words dancing (or not), there is an inflection that breathes through inactivity that produces the artistic work.

The word is a design conjured up by the intellect, and is part of a character of the life an author instills.  

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