This isn’t much of a blog post. Honestly, it’s more of an explanation I feel I need to get off my chest. Throughout my 10 months of blogging, I’ve been told more times than I can remember that my writing is too dark. It’s too sad, angry, scary, and twisted. I’ve been told these things by plenty of people. My own mother had to stop reading a while back because too many of my posts made her cry. (Sorry Mama). Anyway, after saying–sometimes spitting–these comments, people will then ask why. “Why do you write like this? Why don’t you write happy stuff?”
Typically, I’ll just shrug my shoulders and ignore the question. But today I’d like to give an answer.
If you try to paint a picture without the desire to do so or without a passion for art, the picture is going to blow. If you try exercising without the desire to improve your health, you’ll most likely leave the gym after a five-minute walk on the treadmill. If you try to do anything you don’t feel a passion for, your results will be poor. I write blog posts, poetry, and fiction because I have an insane passion for writing and art. But I also have to have a passion for the genres and topics in which I write.
I can only write what I feel. What effects my life and has an impact on me. What touches, pushes, and influences me. When something happens in my little world and evokes from within some emotional response, I’ll feel the desire to vent it; almost instinctively. It’ll just pour from me like maroon from an open wound. Sometimes, it’s the only way I know how to cope.
Don’t get me wrong, I do aim to keep some posts enlightening, inspiring, or motivating. While I do want to write happy posts, that’s not always me. And I can’t be fake–writing or expressing something I simply do not feel. If this is the first post you’re reading by me, and you’re looking to follow a blog with happy posts, then keep looking.
As I said, I can only write what I feel. So maybe that explains why none of my posts are very “happy.”
Thanks for reading, everyone! Hope you all have a great week.