A comment a few posts down got me thinking about something I posted here shortly after I started this blog. I was working through the idea of writing what I felt passionate about writing, even though I am capable of telling any number of stories.
It was me fumbling my way to a recognition that others might throw opinions and reactions at me and that I needed to learn to sift through those, looking for any grain of truth and tossing the rest out the window because really, it is my writing.
My story to tell.
And I'm getting much, much better at telling anyone who thinks I should be doing something different to just go do it themselves.
Anyone interested in my earlier post, go here.
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