I Write Because I Am

When Jen Fulwiler of Conversion Diary issued the 7 Posts in 7 days challenge I decided to sign up on a whim. I figure I could use a pick-me-up on these foggy days of grieving the loss of my dad.  Even before the world of blogs I was a journal keeper.  Writing was my way of dealing with things I couldn't deal with especially in my teen years. It was also how I practiced newly acquired vocabulary as English wasn't my first language. 

Before writing my first love was reading.  A voracious reader in my small third world village with no nearby library meant I read anything and everything, shampoo labels, comics, old magazines, anything that I could get my hands on with printed letters was fair game.  The more I read the more I wrote.  The more I wrote the more I pondered.  The more I pondered the less I am able to express myself outside of writing.  It's the typical story of a born introvert.

Unlike blog writing personal journals do not have restraint, at least mine did not.  Still, when I read my old journals I cringe at some of the entries that did not display virtue, tact or sanity.  I have often thought of destroying the not so pretty years but then interlaced with them are amazing memories I don't want to forget.  It's real life chronicled - the good, the bad and the ugly.

I haven't thought much about what to blog about this week but I am looking forward to the challenge.  It's fun to write when you don't have to edit for perfection.

Come back tomorrow!

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