Well hello, this is my first post here. Ah, what to say...
Ever since I began posting my writing on the internet, this blank screen, devoid of any thing but space, has terrified me. Don't you wish someone would stick a paragraph into your thoughts, so you know where to take off?
I love writing, always have. I think I've loved it since I was first able to put pen to paper and make sense out of nonsense. That inner urge, that drive to create; it is always there, in the back of my head, sometimes so insistent it cannot be ignored. At other times, it is a pleasant reminder of the ecstasy I receive from having written something dear to me.
Writing, to me, is like breathing. If my talent were to disappear, I'd be despondent. Through all the years, even in the darkest days of my life, it has stayed with me in some way, shape or form. For that I am entirely grateful to my Lord, Jesus. It could have been much worse.
