First off. Its hard. Second. I find myself not knowing what I’m doing a lot of the time.
Third. Anyone want to take a shot?
My point is this isn’t easy and I’m being a whiny little baby right now and crying about it. Mainly I’m trying to get this blog back on track, which also isn’t easy.
Between picking catchy titles, writing captivating posts, promoting and trying to draw traffic is exhausting. But you know what, its an exhaustion I love.
Sometimes I think I say what other people don’t want to, or won’t do.
So here it is, I can’t find a damn thing to write about and its driving me crazy. I can’t shut up on my other blog bLush but here I can’t open my mouth. I started this blog for a reason and I’m still trying to fulfill it but I’m a little lost.
My question is, What draws you in? What makes you read something? What’s good and bad and how do you know the difference?
-Carolyn
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December 12, 2007 at 6:23 am
Being authentic. People are not stupid. When you write from the heart you get people like me writing to you. It’s as simple as that. Everything else is just a distraction.
Also people either know they have a inner voice. Some think they have many. Others none.
The truth is obvious. We Have Only One Voice. What makes it appear like many is what Life Throws At You. This is when we react, respond, or do nothing. Even so, there is a voice and its angry, or joyful, or passionate or passive but it is your voice. The only thing that confuses everyone is the idea that their voice at night when they are feeling great and making plans and all disappears in the morning. Why? Life. What ever is coming at you causes an emotional response inside and the voice inside you hear and either act on or not is the voice that responds to those feelings. Change the way you deal with the feelings and the voice will change. The Zen of all this is balance. That is when the authentic voice will always be there for you, it will be consistent most of the time and over time you will come to trust your voice and write like this.
Kind Regards,
Michael