When I was a young girl (more or less), I watched the Ray Bradbury Theatre on television. I can’t tell you what one of those shows was about but, I can tell you I watched every week. Something must have been stirring inside me at that time about writing. It is a shame it took thirty years for it to really activate, and for me to appreciate the skill of good writers. I know if I had started writing back then I would be ranked with the greats by now (My arm is now broke from patting myself on the back. I’ll put it in a cast later).
Watching a video of Ray Bradbary, when he was eighty-six years old prompted me to write this blog. He said he could not have imagined when he was a young boy, he would live to be eighty-six. He writes consistently and constantly. His advice to writers: “Don”t write if you are unhappy.” I can see his point, if we are so miserable in our world, how can we write a book. Wouldn’t the book try to drag everyone reading it down to that level? I also think writing could not show anything positive, such as love, friendship, kindness, ect. Make your life full of good feelings. As we all know those bad ones come around all to frequently.
I enjoy writing and I never thought I would say those words. I remember all of the papers I had to write in college that was painful to do. I guess there is something to be said about writing what I want instead of what I have to write. When I no longer have the joy, I will stop writing. Until that time, I plan on writing daily as I have been, whether on my book or my blog. That’s my two-cents for today.