Once a week I think about what I should write about.
Sometimes I get ideas from what I see on TV and other times I get ideas from
what I read. The fun part of having your own blog and page is the fact that
your opinion is expressed openly and shared with whomever you choose to share
it with. When you write, you almost put
yourself in a state of euphoria; you have that feeling that no one can touch
you in your world. Ha, that’s where things get tricky.
I’ve always been told the pen is mightier than the sword
and I’ve always written with that fact in mind. I love the fact that I can take
a person out just by what I write, of course that doesn’t make it right; but I
love the rush. I hold to the belief that if you don’t like what I write, you
have the option to not read it, but think about it….there’s something that
brings you back. There’s something in you that says, “what’s she going to say
today, who’s she going to piss off?” What makes it more intriguing is I write
fact, I don’t feel the need to write garbage and b.s. In turn, the same people
that get intrigued are the same ones that usually get upset first. To that I
say, “Oh well”.
With writing, one can almost right the wrongs that were
once done. Think about it, you have a chance to put pen to paper and tell your
story. You don’t have to name names, the person will figure out who they are
then out themselves trying to take you to task. People are funny. People are
free to write whatever they want, it’s their world, and I’ve seen it. The irony
is the same ones that feel they can say whatever they want are the same ones
who get upset when you say something they don’t like. Been there, done that,
biatch please!
Believe me, there is always someone out there that knows
who you’re talking about and what you’re talking about. Now whether or not they
let you know they know is a different story. For example; I had a teacher in
third grade that used to threaten to slap everyone, well mostly the kids of
color. Funny, there were only five of us in that class. One day she finally
slapped one boy and fancied herself quite proud. She used to threaten me all
the time and I just glared at her. This is the same teacher who thought it was
a good idea to teach us a slavery song, or what she called a slavery song. If I
were to see this teacher today, I’d love to slap her. I guarantee there are
some that know who I’m talking about without mentioning a name or the school I
went to.
You see, when you write, you can put your story out
there. Some people choose to put everything out there, nothing wrong with that;
if they don't misspell half of what is written. Some choose an outlet that
showcases how sad they are as evidenced in all their complaints. Now I haven’t
quite figured out why people use any social outlet as a common migration point
for all that’s wrong in their lives, I guess the thought process somehow
dictates that if it’s written someone will care and feel sorry for them.
Newsflash….no one cares!!! With that said, I, along with others continue to
read those pitifully written postings. Hmmm, something about the shameless
public showing of pain that gets me right there….yea right.
I’d like to think I choose my audience carefully, yep,
that’s why it’s public for the whole world to see. Seriously, I think I have a
good handle on what can be interesting or crappy. My opinion, like anyone
else’s, doesn’t matter and we all know this. What gets the reader (you) is how
I’m going to state that opinion, that’s the hook right there. What I say is
irrelevant, how I say it is pisses a person off. I have a chance to say in
writing things I couldn’t say when I was younger. You can tell by the way I
write that I would say the same in person if presented the chance, hmm, might
be why I haven’t been presented the chance YET!
I guess when it comes down to it, life isn’t that serious
but it does make an interesting read; depends on who’s doing the writing. Some
of you should take a step back and realize all the misery you’re writing about
is providing comic fodder for someone else….probably me. Yep I wrote that!~
Just my two cents
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