Stories and Paths

Have you as a writer ever had a story to tell a certain person- a very important story that would mean something to them- but you didn't know how to tell it? And it was tearing you apart not being able to find the right time and the right words to share your story?

Life is full of strange coincidences and some not-quite-so-coincidental connections that can move us forward in a direction completely different than if we had never made that connection.

It's the Journey to Get There

So, we are writers. Or we try to convince ourselves we are writers; all the while trying to convince ourselves to write more/better. And for all the struggle and troubles, only a few half-decent words leak their way onto a page. While someone with no interest in "becoming a writer" can easily jot down pages and pages. Life itself seems to be set against writers. The older I get, the more "distractions" I have in life and the less time I have to write. Sometimes it really is such a struggle that I wonder why I do it.

But I also wonder... perhaps being a writer is partly the struggle, and to struggle to write is more of what makes us writers and unites us a writers than anything else.

It was an interesting thought- that the struggle itself is who we are (writers). It defines us. Like the saying goes, it's not the destination, but the journey...

What do you think?