I suppose you could say that every piece of writing is creative, but I'm talking about the kind of writing that can only be described as frightening. The content itself is sometimes disturbing, but not scary. The act of letting people into my imagination is what terrifies the dickens out of me.
When I write, my brain has little to do with it. My fingers move independently, as if possessed, and I'm as surprised as anyone when I see my words staring back at me. I didn't know those thoughts and ideas were lying dormant in my mind. They simply appear on my monitor and we look at each other like two strangers who form a serendipitous connection.
These words come from a place deep within me. When they are exposed, I am exposed. It's like walking into a classroom naked or lying awake with my chest cavity pried open by doctors. I feel vulnerable, embarrassed, and more than a little paranoid. I can't help but fear what others will think of me, and worse yet, what their thoughts will make me think of myself.
My creative writing pieces are sometimes serious, occasionally insightful, and at times silly. But no matter what the content, my creative writing pieces are always emotional. They're always a part of me.
No matter how nervous I feel by sharing my writing, I am still compelled to do it. After all, the things that scare us most are usually the things that are most important for us to do. If we hid behind our fears, we would never know love, happiness, or contentment. We must take risks to achieve anything worthwhile, otherwise we would stay hidden in the shadows with no light in sight.
This is the place where I will step out from the shadows and let my inner demons manifest into the demons that can be conquered. I will slay my fears and insecurities by bringing them to light. And most importantly, I will be indebted to all of you for helping me through this battle.
Now off we go into the light of the night.
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