Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Snag in the brain

Snag in the brain.

I finally feel god enough to continue my escapade in the literary world. I was side track but now I am back on track. I guess I am suffering from a brief ailment of writers block, however I have it in my head so what’s taking me so long to put it all together? Only God knows. I took a walk in my local mall this weekend and I saw a new stand that is owned by a dear friend of mines. She has made an impact on the literary world and I am so proud of her. The weird thing that bothered me was the abundance of books that was for sale was of the same caliber. I desperately wanted my book to be with the rest of the books for sale. My friend ask what is the ISBN number and I told her I would email it to her with a exciting look on my face. However, now that I think about it I am not too sure if I want that to really happen. I don’t want to boxed in with the kind of books that were displayed. Believe me I have nothing against those authors but I wanna be just a writer that blends in with other writers and not just the “Ghetto lit.” People don’t look at Stephen King as just an horror writer. People look at him as a writer. I believe this is the only way I can stand out and become who I want to be. For that reason this is why I am taking my time to put together a book that will hail different from all others. This time my next book will be personal. I mean really personal. I have faith I will not get shot down for submitting my work. It hurts to have that done but as I write this I reached over to pinch my self to check to see if my skin was still developing thickness.

So stay tuned as my engines are going in for a tune up and when its finished I will be turbo charge and looking to make a Impact on all who want to read what I have to say.

REVISED Weds. 11/23/05

I thought about this over night and decided to revised this blog this morning. I could never really have writers block. If I feel I can not not give my writing what it needs to breathe a little more. I will simply stop writing or typing and rest my brain, go outside or turn to something and live a little more and then come back to the element to breathe more life into it. Writers block will never be a part of my vocab. Because the brain never stops working so why should my thought process of putting together a piece that all can enjoy.