I tend to think I am this great writer and that I know so much because I am going to school for it, but I was just in the library well I still am actually, but I was looking through all these books about creative writing and made me think.
I have no idea what I am doing.
There are so many technical and formatted ways to write, for a multitude of different things to writing for advertisements, novels, citations, and even how the creative mind is simply trying to escape the body it is attached too and the only way it knows how is by what we express. (Totally thought of that on my own but it sounds cool, right?) Now this hasn’t diminished my want to write or dwindle my passion, but it did but a little tiny knife in my eye because I feel like I am not using my skills to their full advantage. But what can a book tell me about writing that I can’t figure out or learn as I go, that at least is how I view my writing. I started reading before kindergarden, and I was attending writing workshops and camps by the time I was in 4th grade. So I know what I am doing, but then I read a book on writing for advertisements and I kind of stepped back and had to reevaluate what I want to do with my life. I am 20 years old, I have changed my major twice and now I have a job for a music magazine and I am moving to New York for a job and a gig that I have on October 18th. I know I want to write, but for who and for what.
All I know is that I like music, i like food and I like sleep.
So lets start there.
totally random post. just ignore me.